I am setting here in my banana belt enjoying a lovely 6 degree morning. Yesterday at 7:30 AM I took Elvira in to the beauty shop. Noticed a few flakes. Dropped the dog off and headed home in a blinding blizzard. 9:10 Doug called to say she was ready, but not to hurry cause it was supposed to stop at 9:00. Hmmmmm. By the time I drove back into town through the same blinding blizzard the snow was about 4 inches deep. And when it finally got around to slowing down, this would be the view out my office window. It was anywhere from 4-8 inches depending on where you stuck the ruler in the snow at.
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By 2 o'clock the snow had stopped. I had to run over to the highway and drop off some packages. At that point the roads were snow covered and it was slushy. 2 hours later I walked up to get the mail and South Road was clear. Patty came in about 6:00 and arrived on a sheet of ice.
Now my point is this, where is that damn groundhog when I need him. I had been setting here on Wednesday plotting the tilling of the garden and planting of the seeds. Then the next day I am digging out the snow shovel again. As I recall, back home, it was a simple matter of watching and when things started popping up, it was time to plant. We used to start tomato seeds inside in flats in January and when planting time came we had big nice plants ready to stick in the ground. Such is not the case here in Colorado.
Remember when they had a car advertisement that said "Zero to 60 in 9.9!" That seems to be the motto here in Colorado only just reverse it. Now I see that the 7 day out look is calling for this to happen again on Tuesday. Want to come shovel for me?
When Amy was here nary a flake fell. Wait, yes it did, but not much. What happens in Colorado is almost comical. See it drops down to exactly 32 degrees. Then it starts to rain and it drops another 1/2 degree. This causes snow flakes that are about 4 inches across. Looks like a bunch of white feathers coming down. These, of course, pile up very quickly. So we have a very deep snow going on until it stops and the temperature shoots up to 32.5 degrees and it immediately starts to sink into itself since snow flakes are very delicate. This is my scientific description, by the way.
Well, kiddies, I got up this morning with a headache, so I am going to cut this short, go deal with my eBay stuff, print a label and start my day. We are off to an apron class this afternoon. Not because I want to, but because Patty wants to and I do not think Garden City is conducive to new sewers. So tomorrow I will try to post about our class, unless of course, I get side tracked which has been known to happen.
