The weatherman said it was coming. I wasn’t a believer and vowed not to give way to the hype. After all, everyone loves a snow day! So the best thing to do is not get your hopes up. But then again, the thought of kids racing down the hill on sleds stirred thoughts of classic Americana, Norman Rockwell style, with puffs of warmth billowing from chimneys and laughter echoing in the streets! I can just see it now, visions of the Saturday Evening Post right here on our street. Nah, put yourself in check. I mean, it seemed highly unlikely that we would see 6 inches of snow in the hood. And that’s when I made my bold prediction to Jen: “It’s NOT going to snow”.
We awoke Wednesday morning and rubbed the sleep from our eyes. Instantly the thought rushed into my head, could it be? I slipped on my PJ’s, socks and slippers. Brrr, it is quite cold in here. A few cracks, pops and stretches later, I made my way to the window. Why was it so dark? Perhaps I had misread the time? Strange that I could’t see out of the skylight. Oh, perhaps because it was completely blanketed with snow! I quickly moved to the next window and instantly realized that my doubt in the weatherman was completely off-base. And by 9:00 AM, the streets were alive with fellow Seattleites frolicking in the winter playground below! It was at this moment that the day was officially labeled Snow Day 2012!
We made our way downstairs, gulped down some breakfast and cup of coffee, wrapped ourselves in warmth and charged out the door. The sky was clear and the snow was really white! I know that sounds funny, but considering that I am a California kid, it is not something I am accustomed to. It’s particularly interesting how a layer of snow can make everything appear so uniform, so clean and so perfect. Something about the consistency of color appeals to the eye, hiding the blemishes of the old neighborhood and giving life back to the sparse trees. There is a certain nostalgia that emerges and just about everyone is captivated by it. Of course, we live in an area where snowfall is very uncommon. I can understand how those who have to live in these conditions with more regularity have a dramatically different view.
My first peek outdoors on day 1
We’re at the base of the ski slope!
Looking down our street from the top of the hill.
Jen looking rather cute in the backyard.
It seemed after that first day the magic would leave us as quickly as it came. We hadn’t seen any additional snowfall and the weatherman was foretasting overnight rain. I wasn’t about to question him twice. I suppose the neighbors heard the same news as they sledded their way to pure exhaustion. Finally, the streets fell silent and we prepared ourselves for the daily grind. All-in-all, it was a good Wednesday.
Much to our surprise, the next day brought more snow…much more snow! It came down from early morning to the late afternoon. At first the cold weather conditions kept sledders indoors, but as the wind subsided and the conditions improved, there were just as many people out on the second day as the first. So I decided to take a break from work and go for a walk with Jen. Here are a few shots from our jaunt:
At the very top of our hill on 71st Street.
On the way to Starbucks.
The big ski slope at 65th Street.
This dude was moving!
And there he goes – long way back up!
Up on Phinney Ridge, making our way to lunch.
We did have a good laugh at our cat’s expense. Maggie is always trying to find a way to sneak outside. She’s an indoor cat with limited skills so her outside time is infrequent and monitored. Well on this particular occasion with snow about 5 inches deep on the deck, I opened the door and took a step back. Wasting no time she leaped out the door burying all four paws deep in the frigged snow! Just as soon as she hit the deck she was back inside with a look of shock on her face. With a whip of the tail she turned, gave us a nasty look, chattered off some kitty expletives and scampered off. People: 1, Kitty: 0.
And so it went. Lunch on the ridge, a warm afternoon coffee at Starbucks and a nice inviting home to thaw our bones. Plus 2 full days of snow-filled fun! Sure I could be back on the Central Coast of California in 70 degree weather, but then again I would have missed a life experience that I’ll remember for a good time to come. Thanks Seattle, much appreciated!
Last photo taken on Thursday night of our Backyard.
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