Tons and tons of snow fell yesterday and last night. Driving home from work wasn’t too bad, actually, since most of the snow fell overnight. The roads were coated when I left work, but it only took me maybe an hour and fifteen minutes to get home. On really bad snow days, it has taken close to two hours. When the roads are clear, it takes me about 40 minutes to drive home.
Once I was safely home, I was glad to let it snow up to my third-story window. It didn’t snow that much, but I would have been perfectly happy opening the window this morning and rolling into a snow bank. It certainly would have negated the usual falling that happens when I tumble out of my window. I expect that I would have suffocated in that much snow, but at least I wouldn’t have broken anything.
Since I didn’t have snow when I was a kid (it was too expensive), I really don’t mind having some around. Sure, it makes driving a life-or-death ordeal sometimes and I really don’t like to be driving in it. But it is kind of comforting and pretty if it’s snowing and you can just hang out and watch it for a while.
Last night’s snow was a wet, slushy snow: it had plastered itself all over my wiper blades as I was driving home, so that they were completely ineffective by the time I reached the last mile or so of my drive and I was mostly driving blind. I guess it’s good that I am pretty familiar with the roads in my neighborhood.
But the great thing about this wet snow was that it created icicles on the unobtrusive streetlights in my neighborhood (these streetlights are so Modern/minimalist that I can only see them when it’s snowing). So the purple light from the streetlights made the icicles look like they were glowing– thus, electrical icicles. They were pretty.