This is February

[muckefuck]

Since I missed the Groundhog Day festivities last weekend, I'm not sure what kind of weather I'm supposed to be expecting for the near term. Last night after supper, it was snowing great guns--we could hardly see a block in any direction--but it had tapered off to an icy flurry by the time I shlepped home through two inches of fresh snow. The tree branches were heavily laden but the loveliest sight was actually the chain-link fence outside the Saddle and Cycle Club. Snow had half-filled many of the openings leaving an alternating pattern of soft white triangles and murky darkness.

By this morning, the snowmelt was already dripping from above and pooling on the street. Walking to the burriteria at lunchtime meant keeping an eye peeled for near-invisible slush slicks and carefully skirting huge piles of brackish water. (On his way to meet us Saturday night, SBIL saw a distracted pedestrian wade ankle-deep into one small urban lake before realising what she was doing.) The ground is still solidly white, however, and there's an evocative gray mist oozing between buildings and trees.

They're predicted thunderstorms for tonight and tomorrow followed by more snow. Such an odd week! It's already bizarre enough that we have a rare conjunction of early Mardi Gras and late Chinese New Year. I feel sorry for the Chinese Catholics, but the rest of us could party the first three days of the week and barely pause for Ash Wednesday prayers before ushering in the Year of the Rat that same evening.

Comments

[oh-meow.livejournal.com]

Disqualified if you drop your pancake I mean

[muckefuck.livejournal.com]

I can't remember if we have such races here, but I remember reading about the ones in Britain back when I was eight years old.