I wonder if the snow loves the trees and fields, that it kisses them so gently? And then it covers them up snug, you know, with a white quilt; and perhaps it says “Go to sleep, darlings, till the summer comes again.”
~ Lewis Carroll, Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland & Through the Looking-Glass
Sunday’s snow was lovely. It snowed and snowed and snowed for most of the day. It was a wet snow, the kind that can be molded into snowballs and snowforts and snowpeople.
I never did get around to building a snowperson. I was so enthralled with the snow that I spent most of my time outdoors wandering the trails and admiring the beauty of winter. I noticed while out and about yesterday that several of our neighbors created some wonderful snowpeople.
Old Man Winter took his time getting here, but he’s here with a vengeance now. Sunday night the sky cleared and frigid temperatures rushed in. It’s been sunny, but very windy and very cold with lows in the teens and highs in the twenties. I don’t mind the chilly temperatures as much as I do the cutting, biting wind. It’s difficult to stay outside for more than a few minutes.
Our weather folks, who take their cues from The Weather Channel folks, are saying we’ll be getting more snow on Friday. They think it will be a “major disruptive nor’easter.” We’ll have to wait and see how right they are, but I do wonder about the “disruptive” element since it will be arriving on Friday night/Saturday morning, and a weekend snowstorm hardly seems as disruptive as a workday snowstorm.
The last map I looked at shows us in the moderate to low probability range when it comes to being heavily impacted by the storm. They keep changing the snow amounts from 1-3 inches to 3-5 inches back to 1-3 inches. Because the weather oracles are often wrong this early in the game, it wouldn’t surprise me if we got a foot or more snow, or none at all.
One of the many things I am grateful for is the wood stove. It is amazing how warm and toasty the house stays once we get a good fire going and keep it going. As you might recall, the heating system here is a heat pump which I swear must be the world’s most inefficient way to heat a house ever devised. It runs and runs and runs without ever truly heating the house. This house is my first experience with an electric heat pump. I am used to forced-air gas heat which feels warm when it comes out of the ducts. The heat from a heat pump never feels warm, and I often feel as though we’re running the air conditioning rather than the heat.
The wood stove, as small as it is, keeps most of the house warm, and more importantly, it feels warm. On a day like today when the wind is whipping and the cold tries to sneak in wherever it can, both the reality and the perception of heat are helpful.
I reckon that’s about it from the Wabi-Sabi Ranch on this chilly Tuesday. Thank you for stopping by. Unless the wind dies down, I’ll be watching the sunset from the house this evening. It’s at 5:11 PM. You’re welcome to join me in the living room where we can watch it through the trees.
Be good, be kind, be loving. Just Be. 🙂
Today’s joys: The warmth of the fire in the wood stove spreading throughout the house; the musical sounds of the wind; bright sunshine and clear skies; hot tea to warm me from the inside out; delicious lentil and vegetable soup.