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Sherwood and I are snowed in! We had intended to depart today, but yesterday the snow piled up six to eight inches, and and we are at the end of a steep, half-mile dirt road. Hopefully we can escape tomorrow. We would not actually mind being snowed in, but I am expecting Layla to fly in and stay with me in LA on Friday, and there is more snow expected on Thursday.
Layla is coming in from Alaska. She had hoped for sunny warm weather in LA, not for ME to get snowed in!
Previously, on the very few occasions when I experienced snow, it was also bitterly cold and though I enjoyed looking at it from inside, I couldn't spend much time outside as I quickly got so cold that it was no longer fun. This time, it hasn't been all that cold, so I could take long walks in the snow and feel like the weather was no more than crisp and pleasant.
Yesterday I indulged this by hauling my parents, Dad's dog Heidi (carrying her beloved Squeaky, a blue rubber ball), and Sherwood to walk the entire length of the dirt road. It snowing lightly, but we were bundled up. Then, right before we hit the end of the road, we got hit by a mini snowstorm. Snow started pelting down as very tiny balls of ice crystals, like teeny hail. We then walked the whole length back with snow pelting down on us and piling up on our hat (Sherwood) and hood (me). And then escaped to my cabin, where we lit a fire and dried off.
I am staying at the cabin, which is downhill from the main house, so I walk back every night. Normally nights in Mariposa are pitch black due to the lack of light pollution. In snow, light reflects off the snow and makes it bright as day, though the light is blue-white rather than yellow-white. You can see easily, though colors are washed out - I can distinguish brown and yellow, but dark green leaves seem black.
The snow is fluffy, like cake flour that sticks to itself. My feet sink in way past my ankles.
My cabin outside...
And inside.
Layla is coming in from Alaska. She had hoped for sunny warm weather in LA, not for ME to get snowed in!
Previously, on the very few occasions when I experienced snow, it was also bitterly cold and though I enjoyed looking at it from inside, I couldn't spend much time outside as I quickly got so cold that it was no longer fun. This time, it hasn't been all that cold, so I could take long walks in the snow and feel like the weather was no more than crisp and pleasant.
Yesterday I indulged this by hauling my parents, Dad's dog Heidi (carrying her beloved Squeaky, a blue rubber ball), and Sherwood to walk the entire length of the dirt road. It snowing lightly, but we were bundled up. Then, right before we hit the end of the road, we got hit by a mini snowstorm. Snow started pelting down as very tiny balls of ice crystals, like teeny hail. We then walked the whole length back with snow pelting down on us and piling up on our hat (Sherwood) and hood (me). And then escaped to my cabin, where we lit a fire and dried off.
I am staying at the cabin, which is downhill from the main house, so I walk back every night. Normally nights in Mariposa are pitch black due to the lack of light pollution. In snow, light reflects off the snow and makes it bright as day, though the light is blue-white rather than yellow-white. You can see easily, though colors are washed out - I can distinguish brown and yellow, but dark green leaves seem black.
The snow is fluffy, like cake flour that sticks to itself. My feet sink in way past my ankles.
My cabin outside...
And inside.
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One of the things I like most about snow is the way it does cool things to the light. As well as that nighttime glowing effect, it also filters the light in interesting ways during the daytime and makes everything kind of gray and diffuse, in a way that's really just not like anything else.
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If it snows on me in Tucson I want a refund for this trip. XD
(No, actually if I got to see snow in the desert it'd be amazing. I don't think it's likely, though.)
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*Snow* is what's unusual, because it's a dry
heatcold. Though I think they had some earlier this year--in fact, now that I remember, for a while around New Year, Tucson had had a snowier winter than Boston, which is frickin' weird! (Boston has clearly forgotten how to snow. I think maybe, with today's mini storm, we might be up to 10 inches this winter. Very bizarre.)If you get snow in Tucson, definitely take pictures! That always makes the news.
Also, if it's the highs that are below freezing in Tucson, idek what to say, never seen that. The locals will definitely blame it on the approaching Alaskan. :-P
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Here in NYC, where snow is not unusual, I make a point of heading out to Coney Island occasionally in the winter, just because that visual of snow-on-sand is so strange and compelling. The utterly deserted beach and boardwalk, looking like an alien planet compared to themselves in summer, is just a really neat place to visit occasionally.
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(Pro tip: clothes/blankets + dryer = warm fluffy clothes/blankets. Even if you haven't just done laundry. My mom used to do this for my brother and I when we were kids, and came in from playing in the snow. Get all the wet clothing off immediately, change immediately into some dry warm things, have cider.)
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If it was actual ice balls, however small, it was sleet, not snow.
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