The snow started last night, but was barely perceptible. The roads were turning white, but falling from the sky the flakes were like invisible frozen mist. By morning the entire yard and street were covered with about three or four inches of the white stuff. Around nine a.m. there was a brief period of large flakes drifting down. What had fallen was powdery, making it easy to blow off the walkways and some of the driveway using a leaf blower.
The sun came out in the afternoon. Such a delightful opportunity to get down to the river and see where the snow had fallen on the already iced over spots and rocks. There were just a few other people walking about. It's liberating to be unconcerned about cars, of which there were only one or two.
Tonight, and the for the next few, it's going to be frigid...down near zero Saturday night. After that, temperatures are supposed to climb up near normal which is the upper forties. It's been a good experience of winter...invigorating. For a born and raised Californian, I have to say I deal okay with it. To be able to get the paths and driveway cleared and the dog down to the river on a walk, getting used to being out in under freezing temperatures, well, it's something for me anyway. There's the aspect of being tuned into the natural environment, the cycles of the earth, which is appealing as well.