Yes, it is astonishingly cold here. A snap came down on us a few days ago with snow, followed by chilling temps. This night is supposed to be the worst, and I hope that there will be no ice out. Well, no serious ice anyway. There's been ice out for days, but little patches of it. I don't relish putting a 40 ton bus with 3 axles through an ice puddle bigger than the tires, y'know?
So, yesterday, winter decided that it had been ignoring Seattle for too long. Sunny and cool turns into a violent, harsh rainstorm that turned visibility into a joke, and gives me horizontal rain on the big freeway bridge where the wind was doing its damnest to shove me out of my lane. Scary stuff! And it was completely GONE in a hour!
Today, I was reminded just how cold it can get in the Seattle area.
And it's still November...
It was in the upper 20s today, at 6 am. There was some pretty serious ice, the puddles at least 1/8 frozen deep, some close to a half inch. It was also beautifully clear and crisp, probably why it was so cold. The mountains were exquisite, dusted like fine powedered sugar, with heavy patches high in the crags. Both Mount Raimier and Baker are a nearly flawless white against the blue skies.
The clouds returned in the afternoon, and everything melted.
But the rumors persisted... snow tomorrow... snoooooooooow...
There was a light, annoying drizzle my second run in the pm. Nervous, I keep an eye out. Near the park and ride, the rain is no longer falling straight down, but dancing about lightly.
It has begun...
Eighty bucks of tire chains, bungee cords, vitamins, gas and snaks later, I can only hope that I'm ready for what tommorow may bring.
The sky here can be a goddess palette of colors, painted like poetry across the endless Pacific sky. *Happy sigh* There is also a shocking thick cap of snow on the Olympics, when I glimpsed a peak or two this afternoon while headed for my rounds downtown. Shocking, because the weather only turned a couple weeks ago, and the temperatures only started getting cold a few days ago. It's going to be a cool winter here!
Freaky weather indeed. Seattle went phycho yesterday. It started with the lightning, which if you see it once a year here, that's amazing. We get to the Greek Festival in the U district and it starts to rain. And I mean RAIN. Blinding torrents of the stuff, which also never happens. I had an englishman describe Seattle's rain once as 'an aggressive drizzle', and no truer words have ever made me laugh so hard. Big, fat, heavy drops pounding away so hard the streets are flooded and I'm half blind. Then, THEN there's suddenly hail mixed into the water! Frakkin' HAIL. Soon, it's beating away at my Honda so hard that we have to shout over the racket, because it's also still raining like a monsoon.
And then... it just... stops.
Minutes before we get to the festival to gorge on yummy Greek food, it's like nothing happened, except for the layer of little iceballs left behind, and the flooded drains. once all that ran off, everything was just a plain, normal wet. Didn't even need more than a sweatshirt until it was full dark. Crazy, crazy stuff! Oh, and in case you were wondering... we LOVED it! LOL!
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I loved that line especially. Such a lovely set of fics, my dear Doggie. Well done!
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