Sliding in a Winter Wonderland.

So on Saturday, we had our first snow. It didn't really stick, but it was exciting that it had finally arrived. Over the next two days, however, it snowed more and more and the temperature kept dropping, to the point that, by Monday morning we woke to 25 degrees and a layer of three to four inches of snow and ice.

Very pretty in a bleak sort of way.

But of course we aren't here just to look at the snow, we have to get out and do stuff in it. Like drive. So with great trepidation, we ventured forth on the icy roads. It was slippery. Oh, it was slippery. And it got slipperier as the temperature continued to fall.

On Tuesday morning it was 14 degrees, but at least it was sunny, so no more snow was falling.

But of course what had fallen wasn't melting. The high got up to
about 21. The roads were treacherous, and the parking lots
were worse, with practically invisible patches of perfectly slick ice.
We narrowly avoided disaster on several occasions.

Today, the high remained about 21, but it was sunny and surprisingly warm

as long as you avoided the shade and the wind wasn't blowing. Of course, I was
wearing my new flannel-lined jeans, so my perception may be skewed.
In any case, we are learning to drive in these conditions (slow, slow, slow)
and loving the beauty of the season.

P.