Snow. Yay! Boo!

During just the 2nd night of Emma's play, I remember hearing about a weather report saying that we were going to get a storm that night. But Emma and I were in a hurry to get to her performance and the afternoon was mild and breezy and I wasn't thinking about it. I think I wore open-toed shoes. Like an idiot. Definitely no coat. 

As we all were zooming around the school getting kids ready and everything set up, I did notice that some rain was coming down. And then the play started. I spent the duration of the show behind the concessions table in the front entryway and had a great view through the windows of the ever-increasing precipitation. The rain turned into slush which then turned to snow. The snow was coming down in massive sloppy poofs, and by the time we were done and ready to go home, our car had at least six inches of snow on it with more falling steadily.

It was a slow trip home, and I was grateful that we had new tires on the van. There was no way we would have even gotten out of the parking lot otherwise. The best part was trying to clean off the car in my sandals with no coat and no snow scraper. That was fun.

The good thing about this storm was the fact that our state is still in the throws of a massive drought and we really really need snow. Lots of it. So I was grateful. I mean, you can't pray for moisture and then be mad when it's snow. But there was a down side. The fact that it was raining hard before everything froze meant that the slush under the snow was super heavy. It caused a lot of damage around the city. Definitely not as much as the great wind storm of September 2020, but there were downed branches all over the city, even some entire trees. We ourselves lost a lot in the backyard, including one of the last major branches of our poor old apple tree which holds our tree house. The neighbors lost a lot too. Even a month later the city still has branches strewn around on the parking strips and there are still stumps that need to come out. It's a pretty big bummer. I feel like our city has lots a lot of trees recently! 

This lovely orange traffic cone, however, had nothing to do with the storm. I actually have no idea where it came from or how it got into the depths of our backyard. I just came home one day, saw something weird back there, and went out to discover this big thing just stuck in our lawn. No footprints around at all. I guess someone just chucked it into our yard, but honestly I don't know how they did it. It was kind of funny. 

In happier late winter/early spring news, I finished another sweater! I have named this sweater The Rosey, after my Aunt Rosanne. She gave me the pattern a couple of years ago, and I've always wanted to make it. Then she gave me a gift card for our favorite local yarn store and then I had no other reason to delay. It looks really tricky - the cable pattern was actually really easy to get the hang of. Some of the directions were a little harder to follow - definitely written for people who have knitted many sweaters already. But it came together, and fits me much better than my previous creation, which I now call The Hagrid. I'm very happy with this and wear it constantly, and my girls wear it too. Yay for knitting.