It's snowing again. It's sticking again.
Feb. 6th, 2010 04:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
capri0mniThis is the first time in twenty-one years that this region has seen snow twice in one week.
But I'm not expecting the one-to-four inches the local paper told us we could maybe see.
None of the cities around here have any snow-plowing equipment for clearing residential streets (four-and-two lane highways, but none of the roads that feed into the highways, so people have to stay home anyway). The plan in place for dealing with snow is: "Wait for Mother Nature to melt it for us." Usually, that works just fine. Snow that fell the day or night before is usually melted by the next noontide.
But this last time we had a big snow (on Saturday) most of the Seven Cities were closed through Wednesday.
Now, there's snow on the ground again. But it's shallow enough that I can still see dried leaves and grass underneath it.
Still, I think this may be enough to scratch that brain itch that demands a winter before the spring. The first flowers of spring can be more depressing than cheerful when you realize winter has passed without you even noticing it.
But I'm not expecting the one-to-four inches the local paper told us we could maybe see.
None of the cities around here have any snow-plowing equipment for clearing residential streets (four-and-two lane highways, but none of the roads that feed into the highways, so people have to stay home anyway). The plan in place for dealing with snow is: "Wait for Mother Nature to melt it for us." Usually, that works just fine. Snow that fell the day or night before is usually melted by the next noontide.
But this last time we had a big snow (on Saturday) most of the Seven Cities were closed through Wednesday.
Now, there's snow on the ground again. But it's shallow enough that I can still see dried leaves and grass underneath it.
Still, I think this may be enough to scratch that brain itch that demands a winter before the spring. The first flowers of spring can be more depressing than cheerful when you realize winter has passed without you even noticing it.
