January 19, 2012
“The cold was our pride, the snow was our beauty. It fell and fell, lacing day and night together in a milky haze, making everything quieter as it fell, so that winter seemed to partake of religion in a way no other season did, hushed, solemn. It was snowing and it was silent.”
— Patricia Hampl, A Romantic Education
We get excited about snow in Seattle because it seldom lasts too long. I find it’s best to slow down, park the car (there is no snow removal on most residential streets, so the snow packs, becomes icy, and stays that way until it turns to slush and melts), and walk if I need to get anywhere.
It’s nice to get a taste of winter wonderland, especially if the inconveniences are short and sweet. Snow gives a time-out from our regular routines. Who doesn’t enjoy the special pleasures of an unexpected “snow day.”
Here are some photos from a walk around my neighborhood:
June 5, 2011
A sure sign of spring — taking advantage of a sunny day to air out the quilts that have been on our bed this winter. I put these quilts away and found another one to use as we head toward summer. Still using flannel sheets!