I'm a little shocked by how much it snowed over the weekend. The weather forecasters were all predicting less than an inch of snow - they even said stupid things like, "this is not a bread and milk alert!" Boy, if that's not tempting Mother Nature to make you look like a fool, I don't know what is.
The day started out with me having to make one of those tough mom decisions. My son's school did not call a snow day even though every other county around us had called one. The bus came and collected the neighboring children, and by then our deck, porch railings, and steps were all coated in snow and it was beginning to stick to the grass. I looked at the forecast and the snow wasn't predicted to stop until the following day. I thought about what it would be like later in the afternoon when I would have to go pick him up. I grew up in snow country but all these people from here don't know how to deal with the "Devil's Dandruff" and I didn't want to drive around them. So I decided not to wake him up for school.
School started at 8 AM. By 9 they had announced they would start releasing students early at 11:30. By 9:30 they sent out an emergency alert that they were dismissing students on buses immediately. I admit that I was laughing by that point. It was such a bad decision to even have school in the first place and I couldn't believe no one made a better decision.
By 9:45 they had sent another emergency alert that all bus routes were impassable and to come collect your own children. I felt vindicated and was ready to read the riot act to anyone that wanted to lecture me about my son's unexcused absence.
Luckily, the school district decided not to count Friday at all, not that I would have cared anyway.
My husband's employer closed all the offices at noon and sent them home early, and then we sat back and watched the snow pile up.
Whimsy turned to horror as night fell. The unfortunate thing about rare heavy snowfalls in this area is that it kills a lot of trees. Our hedges are crushed and weird looking, but we were going to pull them out anyway. The pine trees in our backyard dropped heavy limbs everywhere and nearly crushed the RV we've been storing for my grandparents. A giant privet fell down in our blackberry patch and my neighbor's crepe myrtles that border my side yard are all crushed, sad, split, broken, and probably dead. Trees fell over power lines and for hundreds of thousands the power went out for the whole weekend. Thankfully we have buried utilities and our power stayed on, but still flickered and dimmed all weekend. At night the sky was illuminated by red, green, and blue flashes and arcs of transformers exploding in the neighborhoods around us, and explosions and pops were punctuated by the earth-rattling thuds of trees hitting streets, yards, cars, and houses and taking the power lines down with them.
Our Internet was out for two days and some of our trees are broken or dead. It could be worse.
The snow has been rapidly melting away and is almost gone now. The Internet is back and I have about four truckloads of tree to remove from my yard. The kid also got Monday off, so he got to spend 4 days playing at home. It was a great photo opportunity in a place I never expected to have it, and hopefully we don't have another one this winter. Lots of trees in our neighborhood are still swaying dangerously over the roads and I still have a trailer under a couple of aging pine trees at the end of my driveway, so fingers crossed the weather returns to normal now!
You can view all the photos I took here: CLICK HERE