First Snow of the Season

It’s funny. 

Yesterday I was hiking around in 50° F weather. There are even some plants that started blooming again. I was wandering around in a sweatshirt on the hike and even that was too hot.

Today, I got up and there was a little moisture on the deck. But over the past 5 or 10 minutes the snowfall is picking up. Oddly it’s still not that cold. 37°F 

We’re starting to get some accumulation and the snowflakes are big and fluffy. I admit I like snow, I just don’t like 8 feet of snow at a time. I’ve described the snowfall I like as “Decorative” snow.

Jesse is snoozing on the couch, he’s occasionally opening his eyes to check on the snow level out on the deck. He’s happy because he loves playing in the snow.

The weather app is showing decreasing probability of snow throughout the morning. I’m sure there will be enough to make the dog happy.

What remains to be seen is how much snow I’m going to have to clear.

At least the two dead trucks that were parked at the side of the house are gone, so I’ll have more space to pile snow and the winter is like last years.

I’ve got all the window shades up, sitting in the living room, I can be comfortable and enjoy the show.

The house is currently on the transition line between snow and rainy slush. If I look to the front of the house, I see big puffy snowflakes, Looking toward the back of the house there are less, and smaller flakes and more water droplets. 

On the one hand this is pretty cool and interesting on the other hand it means that the snow, when I get around to clearing it will be heavy, wet, and sticky.

When It comes to snow clearing… I prefer dry powder. 

When I first moved here, I had no clue that snow came in different styles. I don’t think I’ve seen all the different types of snow, but I’ve seen a pretty wide variety. I think it’s the Inuit people that have 300 words for snow.  I don’t want to learn all the names, but I understand how you’d get 300 words to describe the various textures.

I like the sound of snow falling. Most of the time folks don’t notice it. But there’s a white noise hiss as the snow hits the ground. For some reason, I’ve always thought it was neat and it’s comforting, like the sound of rain hitting the roof. 

I better fuel up with breakfast. I might have some shoveling to do.

I hope your Saturday is a good one.