Went to sleep after a midnight drive in the convertible. Woke up to 2" of snow outside. We have a pretty standard weather pattern here that makes winters much more enjoyable than I remember them being in Boston. Right before most storms hit we get a high pressure over the area that sucks up a lot of hot air from the south as it moves out (at least that's what I think causes it, I'm no meteriologist). So, what we tend to get is warm southerly breezes and then hit by a storm. The warmer the air, the stronger the breezes, the more slammed we get by the storm. Usually. So last night, at midnight, it was above freezing. I'm not sure how far, but I'd guess somewhere in the 40's. The jet stream pushed out the high, moves in a low and -boom- we get hit. Not a whole lot going on in the city right now, but they say by the end of the weekend we'll have 5 feet of new snow on the mountains. You know, that real dry, fluffy powder that allows us to put "Greatest Snow on Earth" on our license plates.
4 comments:
Interesting weather report about Utah's climate.
Uh, I dunno about your place, but what fell on my driveway between 6:00 and 9:00 AM wasn't that really dry, powdery stuff for which we are so famous. It was more like the consistency of wet sand. And it weighed something like 130lbs per shovelful.
I'm all for that light, airy snow. But what we got was a slushstorm.
Writer, you're right, the stuff I have on the front lawn, which is currently melting as we speak, is slushy and wet. But I was thinking about the snow in the mountains being dry and fluffy, which it usually is. Would you please start paying attention to what I mean and not what I say?
My dance director is like that. It's a standing joke in our group that we're supposed to do what he MEANS, not what he says or does. Even weirder, we've all gotten used to interpreting what he says into what he means.
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