Here in the western half of the Soviet of Washington, we are total snow lightweights. Partly that’s because we don’t know how to drive in it. Partly it’s because our traffic is the worst in the country even on good days. Partly it’s because we have hardly any snow removal equipment since our temperate climate doesn’t justify the cost. Partly it’s because our city government is hamstrung by daft PC pieties that only this bluest of blue state cities would observe (such as refusal to salt the roads because some environmental cranks decided that runoff of a few tons of salt into the (salt) water of Puget Sound constituted a crisis (despite the we’ve done it for years with no ill effects).
Result: our friend Angela the Foodie, along with thousands of other people, was stranded in creeping lines of traffic out of downtown for *seven* hours last night as the blizzard hit. She left work at 5:30 and didn’t get home to West Seattle (not that far) till Mid-freakin-night. Poor dear.
Every sane person in Seattle has called in to say he’s not coming to work. The homeschool co-op is shuttered. Our kids are currently on a bus adventure over to help take care of The Cuteness. I’m loving the site of brilliant sun on the snow. It’s like being on Hoth, but with evergreens and stellars jays working away at the suet feeders. What a gift!
So we are buttoned up snug as badgers and savoring the global warming of it all (22 degrees last night, 25 today). The climate is *definitely* changing. It’s *way* different than it was in July.