Snow Dream Come True
Aug. 14th, 2011 06:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
tyellasMy planned journal entry is canceled on account of snow.
As I was driving home from downtown Wellington, big feathery flakes of snow began falling, as forecast. This is as if it was snowing in, say, Atlanta. Snow of this kind is so unusual here that these good folk have no knowledge of the French Toast Index. The friend in the car with me began screaming. "Snow! I've never seen snow in my LIFE! SNOOOOOW!" This wasn't what I needed on a road tilted at a vertical 45-degree-angle, but it worked out all right, since every other driver slowed to a crawl in horrified amazement.
I dashed home, judiciously. Snow increased along the way, winnowing out the other drivers. Soon, driving in the snow felt very serene. At home, I ripped inside and threw on a little L.L. Bean jacket with a hood, and grabbed my camera. If ever a jacket could cackle in vindication, this one did, as it cocooned me perfectly. "You thought you didn't need me...but look at you now! My hour is come!" chortled the jacket.
Meanwhile, quivering with excitement, I took terrible pictures. This one, of my backyard, is the best of the bunch.
Then, it got dark and I came inside.
Half an hour later, it's still snowing, but I don't know if we'll get more ground coverage due to the wet ground. It's clinging to roofs and balustrades, though.
Excuse me. I have some fresh pure snow to eat...
As I was driving home from downtown Wellington, big feathery flakes of snow began falling, as forecast. This is as if it was snowing in, say, Atlanta. Snow of this kind is so unusual here that these good folk have no knowledge of the French Toast Index. The friend in the car with me began screaming. "Snow! I've never seen snow in my LIFE! SNOOOOOW!" This wasn't what I needed on a road tilted at a vertical 45-degree-angle, but it worked out all right, since every other driver slowed to a crawl in horrified amazement.
I dashed home, judiciously. Snow increased along the way, winnowing out the other drivers. Soon, driving in the snow felt very serene. At home, I ripped inside and threw on a little L.L. Bean jacket with a hood, and grabbed my camera. If ever a jacket could cackle in vindication, this one did, as it cocooned me perfectly. "You thought you didn't need me...but look at you now! My hour is come!" chortled the jacket.
Meanwhile, quivering with excitement, I took terrible pictures. This one, of my backyard, is the best of the bunch.
Then, it got dark and I came inside.
Half an hour later, it's still snowing, but I don't know if we'll get more ground coverage due to the wet ground. It's clinging to roofs and balustrades, though.
Excuse me. I have some fresh pure snow to eat...
