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February 12, 2014

I took this picture on Monday afternoon when it stopped snowing.

DSCN2701 tips and tails, RESIZED for web sharing

You are looking at the cumulative effect of 4 fresh inches of powder on top of a snow that gathered via light dustings and a half-inch here and there during a week or two of freezing cold (and mostly dry) weather.  The thick white powder made everything look freshly beautiful.

The eaves began dripping on Tuesday afternoon, such a strange sound after temperatures well below zero for more than a week.  By midnight, it sounded like a heavy rain was coming down as the heavy wet snow was rapidly melting off the roof, rushing down the gutters to the ground wherever it could escape. But there was only a light rain. A warm wind — a Chinook — was blowing. I lay in bed awake until well past 3am (that’s another story) listening to the lullaby of the dancing tree limbs and wind chimes.

We woke to brilliant warm sunshine. The Chinook ceased to blow around lunchtime today, leaving giant puddles and rushing rivers of water on every street. Drivers donned sunglasses, switched off their heated defrost mode and opened up the vents to let in the fresh air into their vehicles.

From Saturday’s roadways of compact snow and ice to the additional lovely deep layer of powder on Monday evening, from the thick slush on residential streets at 11am to only a few puddles and patches of slush at 4pm today, Winter has evolved at a fantastic rate in less than a week.

Tomorrow is Thursday, February 13th — we are not quite halfway through the final month of winter. Who knows what the weekend will bring!

8 Comments leave one →
  1. February 13, 2014 4:57 AM

    We are currently receiving, as a Valentine Gift from Mother Nature herself, 18 inches of snow and counting out here in Philomont, Virginia. Where the heck is March when you need her???

  2. February 13, 2014 9:37 AM

    I LOVE your bottle tree!

  3. February 13, 2014 10:59 AM

    I remember when I first learned about chinook winds –snow-eaters. I would love to experience one about now, but we don’t have any mountains to produce it!

  4. melissawest permalink
    February 13, 2014 12:09 PM

    I first experienced a chinook when we lived in Wyoming. A lovely wind!

  5. February 13, 2014 12:59 PM

    I remember the Ingalls family hearing the Chinook in the Little House books.

  6. February 17, 2014 8:44 AM

    I love it when the snow falls like this and we get such lovely laden boughs ;-)

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