Black Friday, white snow and a loaner dog.
On Black Friday, when you are suposed to support the US economy by buying things you don’t really need, we managed to sneak away with Aliosn’s uncle’s dog Alias for a hike. It was cut short because the dog was tired and fed up with the snow accumulating between his toes after an hour. He should have worn doggy boots, but uncle Sean didn’t have any available.
On our way for the American Thanksgiving celebrations with Alison’s family. Even though the weather predictions only mentioned “some flurries” we ended up in a snow storm near Mexico. No, not that Mexico, but the town of Mexico, in up-state New York. After some googling (an iPhone is really handy in the car to look up points of interest and to settle disputes) we found out that the region gets the most snow in all of the Eastern US. This is caused by the lake-effect from nearby Lake Ontario where moist air is blown ashore.
We managed to pass the storm without any damage although I saw some cars in the ditch and even saw a car, coming from the opposite direction, spin out and go straight into the median ditch right in front of me. A spectacular sight with a huge fountain of snow. The passengers seemed to be unharmed. In retrospect I should have called 911, but I’m not that used to having a cell phone on me.
The final patch of snow, bravely holding out against the warm weather of the past two weeks. Thanks to the eternal shade of the neighbour’s garage and being part of a huge pile of compacted snow it was able to survive until today. Tomorrow it will be gone.
The humongous piles of compacted snow did quite some damage to Alison’s dogwood shrubs. I can’t wait to see all the plants turn green and the many firns we planted last year to unroll their heads. Very soon it will be summer.
Everything is brown and grey now the snow has melted and the trees and shrub are still leafless. Everything except Alison!
The snow is covered with a crusty layer because it’s thawing and Poupoune has found out she can now use the mountain of snow as a secret passage to the neighbour’s garden, and subsequently, to the cats in the alley.
Note to self: make the fence two metres taller.
Not very smart to park a bike under the spout of a gutter. You have to de-ice it before you can use it. Or get a cold ass.
It’s thawing rapidly now, but at night it’s still below zero, so the mountains of snow will be present for at least a couple of weeks. Especially the ones in our garden, that aren’t warmed up by the sun.
They had snow in the Netherlands this morning. Chaos everywhere, 880 km of traffic jam, hundreds of accidents, trains stuck in the middle of nowhere etc.
The amount? 4 cm.
Poupoune is surprised to find the 1 metre high bins in the park reduced to ‘holes in the ground’ she only knows from her visits to the hair dresser.
[Made with the new camera, but I'm not blown away by the 'snow' preset. O wait, I had another setting wrong. Too many options...]
A combination of being away during a major snowstorm, a lazy and ill Alison and neighbours with snowblowers blowing their snow in our garden caused a backbreaking amount of snow in our backyard.
Two hours later.
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