Our Royal Castle is located in a very temperate area of the country – the Pacific Northwest. Winter here consists of rain, clouds, drizzle, clouds, mist, and clouds…usually at a balmy 45 degrees. And, bummer to be me, ever since I was a tiny princess I have loved nothing more than snow. I adore it, really. I lovelovelove snow!
One thing I’ve discovered – it’s tough to get snow when it’s 45 degrees. Yes, I went to meteorological school.
Some years we get amazingly lucky and have one good snowstorm that lasts a couple of days. In 2008, we had snow for twelve days straight. It. Was. Glorious.
Truly. The entire city and all the ‘burbs pretty much shut down. We needed chains to drive anywhere at all. I got almost zero work done. I could NOT have been a happier camper.
Since then, it’s been pretty slim pickings. And every time the temperature gets below 34 degrees, this is where I am:
Staring out, waiting for the flakes to fall. I want you to notice that there WERE snowflakes a ‘fallin’ yesterday. I was giddy and beside myself with excitement.
We have snow in our forecast until sometime tomorrow morning. Darling husband is hoping for enough white stuff to earn a two-hour delay in his school. Youngest sprog is hoping for a cancellation of school. I just want it to SNOW already.
I’ll be standing by the window, waiting.
Like this:
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Aww … did you see some? We get quite excited for snow here too. Normally we see it once a year but normally it doesn’t stick. We have had a ‘snow-ish’ day though the last few years.
As long as I can stay indoors if I want to, it can snow snow snow.