We didn't. The flakes were just massive and coming down like rain. One the size of a Yarmulke landed on the crown of my head, but melted before I could snap a photo of it. And let me point out that it takes a Yarmulke the size of a salad plate to fit a Wilson head, so that was one hell of a snowflake.
We ended up with less than 4 inches sticking to the ground, which is so much easier to deal with than what we'd gotten on the previous 6 Wednesdays:
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| A special thanks to the Four Corners for adding muck to this snowfall. |
and,
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Nederland Jr/Sr High School as seen from the window of a very late bus.
Public transit seemed like a good idea before I left the house. After I left the house, an afghan
on the couch seemed like the wiser choice, but I was already committed. |
and,
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Throughout the storms, birds kept the area around the feeder clear. What
they need to learn is how to shovel a path from the door to the feeder so I can keep
the blasted thing full. |
Boulder Creek was incredibly dramatic this morning, absolutely roiling and muddy. What remains of spring 2013 promises to be exciting considering all the late snow and heavy rains. Drivers through the foothills are going to have to stay on their toes and keep an eye out for falling/fallen rocks and mudslides. Ominous, yes, but it's also another great reminder that with all of our intelligence, nature is still in charge.
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