You know, this is just a little more than weird. I think it snowed on Wednesday when I trudged home in 6 inches whilst others spun their wheels coming up the hill.
Today, Saturday, it hasn’t melted much, Ariel still stands, it snowed again briefly and it is so cold that it isn’t going to melt any time soon. The latest forecast has freezing temperatures all the way through next Tue. That is a full week of freezing weather.
I love snow but I have to wonder…are we in Kansas Toto?
This isn’t Seattle, this is Spokane; this isn’t Washington, this is Washington DC; and I heard recently that they hit 70F° in New York City; Bizarre.
Add this deep-freeze to the hurricane force winds in December, the all time record rainfall in November, and I just don’t know about you all but I am starting to pinch myself in wonderment.
The next thing we will see is the driest April on record, a tornado in May, and a week of 105F° with 100% humidity in June. When that happens, we won’t have to worry about the Californians anymore.
We will have to start fighting off the North Dakotans. So much for our empty streets.
blief 
Yeah! Because in North (and South) Dakota this kind of weather has been referred to as “Banana-growing weather” because it is unseasonably warm! But Dakotans would never put up with anything close to 100% humidity and temperatures of 100-plus. They can take 120 in the shade (of which there ain’t much in those parts) but the humidity is usually about 1.5% in those cases.
Now the rain — Dakotans can be attracted to that! At least this one was — until he discovered that, while nice as a change to the perpetualy drought that pervades the Motherland (Dakota), when the rain doesn’t ever seem to stop — well, that’s just too depressing!!
How about global warming? Doesn’t that seem a little doubtful with the kind of weather we’ve been having?
Always for fun. Grumpy G.
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Hopefully will knock 2007 off the top 25 warmest years on record. All of the last ten years are on that list, with 2006 being the warmest ever. However, if it’s freakishly warm on the east-coast, that probably easily offsets our cold-snap.
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The neighbor’s spring flowering trees are in full bloom, my daffodils are about 4 inches tall. Not real thrilled about living next door to “the low countries”. A whole lot of people had better start walking or learning to build arks, either way, it won´t be the sky that´s falling, it´ll be the water a risin´.
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This morning I heard that Moscow doesn’t have any snow yet. They said it’s unseasonably warm there. They’re saving tons of money by not having to clear roads, but children are upset because they can’t play hockey or go skiing.
I vividly remember two winters when we had weather like this, with five or more days of freezing weather following a nice snowstorm. The first was about 1962, when I imagined a snowmobile (before they were invented). The second was January 1969 and I took a movie picture while I slid down the hill on 112th in my plastic boat, ending the ride by hitting powder snow. We had about 14 inches of snow that year, so deep that cars couldn’t go down an unplowed road because they were pushing snow in front of the front bumper.
On December 26, 1974 we had a sudden, wet, heavy snowfall and I took you out for a ride (like the one Aunt Bonnie got) up and down the sidewalk, on a metal saucer. The snow melted the next day. After that I bought a Flexible Flyer sled but then it never snowed and froze again until this year.
It has been a long 38 years to get this snow, and it’s only four inches deep!
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Jim Z, What year did we fly down the Newport Hills hill stacked up on the sled?
Margy
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Are you talking about the hill straight West of Grannie’s house? I vaguely remember sledding there. Did you and Jane pile on top of me for one or more runs? I would have done that in those days.
I distinctly remember the time Monya was on top of me and she forced us into a ditch because a car appeared within a two mile radius. That would have been the same year as whatever you remember. Probably the winter of 67-68.
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Yes, west of Grannie’s house. I think I was older than 4 or 5, I could be wrong. Asking Jane to recollect too.
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