Last weekend, I mentioned that there was some snow in Portland. Let me tell you, today we REALLY have snow in Portland. I’ve cleaned off my front steps twice already and they are again covered.
This is serious stuff. Christmas parties have been cancelled and only the most adventurous, desperate or just plain crazy people are driving cars – and then, generally with chains on their tires. After moving to the Northwest from Michigan in 1995, one of my first “oh, this is a different place” realizations concerned tire chains. I may be mistaken, but I believe these devices are actually outlawed in The Wolverine State. Here in Oregon, they are required in certain situations. Road salt, on the other hand, is widely eschewed. In general, if it snows here, it rarely sticks and when it does, it’s only for a day or two. But this time, on the eve of winter’s official arrival, we’ve got some serious need for shovels.
As one who has plenty of “supplies” laid in (i.e., we’re not out of wine), and who has no real outside obligations, it’s a rather pleasant interlude. The furnace is working, a new Netflix movie
arrived in the mail and I’ve got two books going.
On a walk yesterday, I also rediscovered one of my favorite winter amusements. That is, when walking on a snow-covered sidewalk, find a set of footprints. Then, match your gait to those – place your right next to their left, your left next to their right, etc. The result will be the impression someone hopped down the street. Seriously, you have better things to do?
This is serious stuff. Christmas parties have been cancelled and only the most adventurous, desperate or just plain crazy people are driving cars – and then, generally with chains on their tires. After moving to the Northwest from Michigan in 1995, one of my first “oh, this is a different place” realizations concerned tire chains. I may be mistaken, but I believe these devices are actually outlawed in The Wolverine State. Here in Oregon, they are required in certain situations. Road salt, on the other hand, is widely eschewed. In general, if it snows here, it rarely sticks and when it does, it’s only for a day or two. But this time, on the eve of winter’s official arrival, we’ve got some serious need for shovels.
As one who has plenty of “supplies” laid in (i.e., we’re not out of wine), and who has no real outside obligations, it’s a rather pleasant interlude. The furnace is working, a new Netflix movie
arrived in the mail and I’ve got two books going.On a walk yesterday, I also rediscovered one of my favorite winter amusements. That is, when walking on a snow-covered sidewalk, find a set of footprints. Then, match your gait to those – place your right next to their left, your left next to their right, etc. The result will be the impression someone hopped down the street. Seriously, you have better things to do?
4 comments:
I do that with footprints too! Fun! Enjoy your cozy fire and wine. We are getting socked with another 12 inches of snow again tonight and tomorrow. We are really crabby now that our snowblower was stolen a couple weeks ago...grrr
I'm taking this with far less satisfaction than you are; entertaining a homebound 2 year old is pretty much the definition of boredom to me...but the footprint thing made me laugh.
Okay, Dottier, try to come up with a positive spin for the freezing rain...
I think that you need to brainstorm some new and interesting names for this weather system and submit them to the local tv stations.
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