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White Surprise

“What the hell?” I said this morning as I was preparing to leave. “Snow!”

Kris didn’t even respond. I’m always teasing her, telling her that it snowed the night before. I tell her this in February, I tell her this in June, I tell her this in October. It’s like the little boy who cried wolf.

“Seriously. Snow.”

“No way,” she said, but she came and looked outside with me. “Is it snowing now?”

“I don’t think so,” I said, but I was wrong.

Snow fell during most of my drive to work. The roads were thick and slushy. The pines and firs wore a light veil of the stuff. It felt like Christmas. (Or how I always wish Christmas would feel.) A grey fog clung to the hillsides along the highway, blending serenely with the the snowy woods. I’d grabbed my camera on the way out the door, and thought I ought to take a picture, but decided to wait ’til Good’s Bridge in Canby.

Unfortunately, the snow at Good’s Bridge was only a veneer; there was nothing photogenic. Further outside of town toward the shop, there was nearly no snow at all.

Perhaps there’ll still be some white spots when I make my return trip to Salem today. Perhaps I’ll drive through Silverton, so that I’m certain to see some snow.

(Note that while this is one of the latest snowfalls I’ve seen around here, it’s not actually the latest. That occurred on St. Patrick’s Day 2002. We woke in a yurt to find a light dusting outside.)

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  1. I always kick myself when I don’t stop to take a picture right at the moment I see something I really like. Or (as was the case yesterday), I don’t have my camera with me see something striking.

  2. Ok i have to relate this- on the first night we spent in our new place here in KF, which was March 1, i locked myself outside and it was… oh yes… snowing. And it has been snowing on and off every day since then. And it is supposed to snow through to Monday.

    This is all entirely new to me. I’ve spent all my years (36, now) in places where we only saw snow from a distance. I still get a charge out of it. My ex drummer lives in junction City and called me a couple of weeks ago to tell me about the “fat, slow rain”. The stuff is just as alien to him.

  3. The snow has been pretty tricky to photograph lately. A few weeks ago we had a beautiful dusting on the flowers in Eugene and it lasted about 10 minutes.

    The latest snow I remember in the Williamette Valley was April 1st some time in the late 80’s.

  4. It looks like tomorrow is supposed to be the same or worse. I hope all the family members and our employees and associated vehicles are set for icy and snowy weather.