Not yet but soon enough
While pouring my coffee this morning, I heard the unmistakable, inevitable rumble rumble roar scrrrrrAPE that is the snowplow. Ugh, I thought. Idiot Driving Season is upon us.
What is it about normally sensible drivers and the first few snowfalls of the year? How is it they forget the immutable: driving in snow is plain different than dry conditions, than driving in the rain? I suppose I am glad I live in the country, where my encounter with any drivers at all is limited, but I do need to get on the freeway with some regularity. Thus, my early-morning cringe.
Otherwise, I am quite happy that snow is forecast. The radio’s words “lake-effect bands of a foot or more in some places” were welcome to my ears. Yes, I enjoy snow, and even cold. I got lots of outdoor work done yesterday specifically because it was snowing off and on through the day. (Working in freezing rain, see, is not so nice.) But yesterday I got all the birds’ fences moved or restrung, and the windows are now hung in the coop. Bring it on, I thought.