Yesterday it was tee-shirt weather. I went out to fill the bird feeders and it was close to 70-degrees Fahrenheit or 21 degrees Celsius. So even though we knew it was going to snow today, we really didn’t think it was going to stick. Around here, it wasn’t snowing yet, but drive five miles north and suddenly, there’s a huge storm. It’s that heavy, wet snow that weighs a ton, quickly turns to slush, and in the right weather, ice.
So while we were fine here, north of us they are getting more than a foot. We are often on the border of storms, so sometimes they get a major storm just a couple of miles away, but we don’t get it here. On the other hand, sometimes they get nothing and we get a foot or more.
When Owen called me this morning to tell me it was snowing like crazy, he was just 3 miles away in town. It wasn’t snowing here at all. It was just raining. By the time Garry got out of bed to move the car, it had changed to sleet. Half an hour later, it was snowing.
Tomorrow morning, the truth will out. Because the storm could wind back and dump another four or five inches. I hope not, but just in case, we moved our cars up to the top of the driveway so we can easily get out if we need to.