The snowfall continues.
I woke up around 4:30 AM this morning, thinking the rainfall last night would melt the snow into a disappearing frozen icy mass.
Instead, several more inches of snow had accumulated through the night – heavy with moisture, and crusted with an icy sheen.
It didn’t look so pretty to me anymore: it appeared intimidating.
I don’t plan on going anywhere until it melts away (I have enough provisions tucked away); but I am concerned about the carports in the Park … and the skylights above my head.
The snow is heavy.
And the flakes are pretty good sized.
I am a snowbaby: I hail from snow country.
WA’s lowland
environment IS NOT snow country. The structures in the lowlands – regardless
of Mobile Home Parks or stick-n-mortar structures are not built for heavy
snowfall.
It’s a rare occurrence; this is a rainforest environment … heavy snow is for the mountainous regions; heavy rainfall is for the lowlands.
And though I really do like snow, I don’t like it here; where there is really no expectation or preparations for it.
It’s a rare occurrence.
It is heavy.
And a real potential hazard in more ways than one.
We had 18 inches of snow on Sparks Drive, in 2014. The Spring of 2014, Bob had built me four 4’x6’ garden boxes & two 2’x6’ garden boxes/ALL of them 18” tall, at my request. The snowfall that winter, buried the boxes 18” deep, with the same amount topping them like frozen whipped cream topping.
And it buried my KIA’s wheels to the bumpers, topping it also like the garden boxes in the back yard.
This snowstorm is nowhere near that one, but it is more treacherous: circumstances and situations have changed in 7 years’ time.
I broke my FB hiatus to check on my granddaughter’s snow report; and to check local updates. There was no news on my granddaughter’s Page – but there were local updates:
18 wheeler tipped over across I-5, from Kelso Weight Station; SUV slid off Ostrander backroad (Friday): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n_H-ja5o_ro
Lake Sacajawea Snow Day (Friday): https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cLto3s6geQQ
After I logged off, dawn’s light chased some of the early morning gray away, I didn’t like the way the ‘Welcome’ shepherd’s hook was leaning under the weight of the frosted bird feeder/house; I bundled up to go outside and slice the icy snow off both with a butter knife. I also noticed that the hungry birds had cleaned the feeder out … so I refilled it. The poor things need the feed to ward off the unexpected killing chill.
Before going back inside, I also checked on my miniature rose bushes that had begun to put out new leaves before the weather went off the rails. They are holding up okay because they are kinda overwintering sheltered in the carport breezeway.
While out there, I thought I’d check the depth of the snow out back because it hasn’t been tampered with, like the snowdrift out front has; there is no activity in back of the house at the moment.
Inside, I sipped some hot ginger-tea, and noticed the front porch had also seen some overnight snow activity – it had been bare, all of yesterday, despite the falling snow all day long yesterday. But, apparently through the night, the wind had shifted and sent snow swirling in that direction, too.
And somehow, somewhere, during my morning activities; I broke a fingernail without realizing it until it scratched me with its uneven end.
I filed it even while my feathered friends serenaded me …
I do like snow.
But I do not like this snow.
It is too heavy; this region is not snow country.
I really hope
Sunday brings a let up, snow melt, and we are snow-free by the end of next
week.
