On Wednesday night, the day of our big snow storm, we had freezing rain. Work was cancelled again and I was able to spend Thursday at home with Mike.
I'm not sure how thick the ice got in certain places, but we heard on the news that within 24 hours there were over 2300 car crashes in the western Washington area.
Mike and I were able to appreciate the beauty of the ice storm to its fullest because, except for a couple of hours, we had power. There were some people in our ward who didn't get power back until yesterday. There are areas north of us that still don't have power.
One thing that turned out to be a blessing was that we had a large snowfall before the freezing rain. I was in a few ice storms during medical school in Kansas City. I'm telling you...cleaning ice off a car is terribly frustrating, terribly time consuming, and just terrible in general. Because the ice covered the previously-fallen snow, it didn't stick to our car. We just had to break through the crust or clear the snow out from underneath it and the ice came tumbling down.
As the ice rolled down the windows of our car and made these fascinating patterns.
I'm ending today's post with this photo of a tree in our front yard, weighed down by all the ice. Normally, this tree is almost as tall as our two-story house. The storm reduced it to the appearance of a weeping willow. The poor thing looks like it's about to break. It didn't, but others didn't fare so well...which leads right into tomorrow's blog: When Winter Gets a 'Tude.
On Wednesday night, the day of our big snow storm, we had freezing rain. Work was cancelled again and I was able to spend Thursday at home with Mike.
One thing that turned out to be a blessing was that we had a large snowfall before the freezing rain. I was in a few ice storms during medical school in Kansas City. I'm telling you...cleaning ice off a car is terribly frustrating, terribly time consuming, and just terrible in general. Because the ice covered the previously-fallen snow, it didn't stick to our car. We just had to break through the crust or clear the snow out from underneath it and the ice came tumbling down.
As the ice rolled down the windows of our car and made these fascinating patterns.
I'm ending today's post with this photo of a tree in our front yard, weighed down by all the ice. Normally, this tree is almost as tall as our two-story house. The storm reduced it to the appearance of a weeping willow. The poor thing looks like it's about to break. It didn't, but others didn't fare so well...which leads right into tomorrow's blog: When Winter Gets a 'Tude.
Wow. I'd love to have a good snowstorm here, but I'd do without the ice. Yuck. Glad that you had some quality time at home with the hubs and that you had power.
ReplyDeleteWow! Wickedly beautiful.
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