It's definitely been a mild winter here. Not that I'm complaining--after living for 7 years in Northern California, I'm a wimp when it comes to both hot and cold weather. But when I saw in the weather report that there was a slight chance of snow Sunday night, I was excited about the possibility of our first snow. Other than when traveling for Christmas, we haven't been somewhere where it snowed since 2004, back in college!
I stalked the weather report Sunday evening, and sure enough, when the temps got down to about 33 degrees, we had icy rain that started to stick to our deck.
But I showed great restraint. I waited until it got down to 32.5 degrees before I layered on several fleeces with my waterproof North Face jacket, 2 scarves, knit hat and gloves, and went out to skid down the driveway in my tennis shoes, and make snow angels. My husband came out and stood on the deck to watch me, with a glass of wine in hand, for all of 2 minutes.
I, however, lasted a good 10 minutes outside until my jeans got too wet from rolling around on the ground. Oh, yes. I am 7 years old, why do you ask? :P
About an hour later, it was still coming down, but we only got to 32.1 degrees.
Shortly after these last two pictures, taken from my front porch, the snow stopped as the storm passed, and the temperature started to rise again. And the next morning, all we had was dripping roofs, and melting ice in the shade.
But I was pretty happy to experience our first snow in 8 years, even if it was extremely brief! On Thursday the weather report is showing a high of 73. How's that for a quick winter?!
Have you had a more-mild-than-usual winter where you live too? Anyone else love frolicking around in the snow like a kid?
