It is really snowing here and has been for a number of hours. I would estimate at least 7″ on the ground and coming down heavily. They had predicted a change over to freezing rain later, but I hope that doesn’t happen because that increases the chances of power outages (which would be really awful).
Keep warm everybody.
Catch you later
Patty
The picture is, I admit, overly dramatic. The big heavy branch that the storm tore off last night missed Patty’s car, and a neighbor’s, literally by inches. I had to move it today; it was heavy enough to have done some serious damage.
These last several days have been murder–“the heat would make yer bloomin’ eyebrows crawl,” as Rudyard Kipling said. And when it isn’t as hot as the welding section on the old Ford assembly line, it’s been raining torrentially with scads of thunder and lightning.
Something, I don’t know what, happened on Route 1 during last night’s storm and spilled into our town, which was already halfway flooded. I never saw such traffic in my life–not that it was moving or anything. What was I doing, out in this madhouse? Don’t ask! I made it to the supermarket and their lights were knocked out. Somehow I made it home.
Now I know, because you’ve said so, that some of you get a bit blue when bad weather keeps up for any length of time. Who can blame you? Not me!
Sheesh, hot weather and thunderstorms in July–who would’ve thought it?
Probably Donald Trump’s fault.
Well, the great big snowstorm is over, the sun is shining merrily, and a lot of people in New Jersey are annoyed that a state of emergency had been declared for what turned out to be only an ordinary snowstorm. Six inches, at the most.
The National Weather Service must have changed the forecast a hundred times, leading up to the actual event. With that many changes, you can hardly call it a forecast at all. If a Roman emperor’s astrologer ever tried to amend his predictions that many times, he’d’ve been thrown head-first off a cliff.
The nooze media and our Blue State politicians decided to go with the most draconian forecasts and see if they could scare everybody off the roads. An official state of emergency, by the way, winds up costing local businesses a lot of money, because they generally have to shut down for the day.
There is a slight problem today with yesterday’s snow having developed a hard, frozen crust–makes me very glad I cleared our cars yesterday, and didn’t put it off till today. I think I’ll get my exercise today walking to the Y and back, which is about three miles. Certainly can’t ride a bike; and anyway, there’s enough snow on top of my bike’s tarpaulin to keep it safe from the high winds that have been vexing us for several days.
So, let’s see how long it takes me to do this… and then I have to finish reading The Silver Trumpet, trying to be ready for the next book the Lord gives me to write.
When I woke up today, we were getting snowflakes the size of feathers, just like Herodotus (who should have known better) reported from the northern regions that were, to most of his readers, fabled. And I thought, “Hoo, boy! Good thing the leaves aren’t on the trees yet! It’d pull down all the power lines.”
Now, after 10:30 a.m., there’s a lull in the precipitation and the snow is mixed with freezing rain–which’ll mean the devil of a job, cleaning the cars. The official and bona fide prediction is it’s supposed to snow all day, with accumulations up to 15 inches. Just going by what I see, that would surprise me.
Well, we’re all stocked up on groceries, we have electricity, there’s nowhere that we have to go today, and I think what I’ll do is blog off and on, catch up on some of my reading, and do a jigsaw puzzle with Patty–who has a bad backache today, for no reason we can think of, so we’d appreciate a prayer or two.
I don’t think this storm, in this part of New Jersey, called for the declaration of a state of emergency.
But if you hear nothing further from me today, it’ll mean I was wrong.