The Art of . . . weather forecasting

A lot of people like snow.  I find it to be an unnecessary freezing of water.  ~Carl Reiner

Well we survived "Snow-vereaction" 2013, and hope you did as well.  

I was so confused by the reports coming through at around 11:00 in the morning yesterday, with the weatherman reporting 10 inches of fallen snow on the ground in my little spot in the woods - and calling for 10 more.   At first I figured I didn't hear him right (because of course, I didn't have my glasses on).  But I went and got my glasses and put them on and he was still saying I had almost a foot of snow on the ground at my house.  

But I didn't have anywhere near 10 inches.  Even when I scooped a bunch of it up and piled it . . . not 10 inches. Maybe 4 inches.  And it was sloppy wet.   I even looked yonder, into the neighbors field, and saw a kitty cat scampering.  It didn't disappear and re-appear with each step, so I'm guessing he didn't have 10 inches either.  

So, I think think it was one of my fellow rural-ista's pulling a fast one on Topper and was just sitting back laughing, knowing he would report the lie as truth.    Because now we had a weather man that not only botched the forecast, but the actual reporting on the results of the forecast.  Haha.  Good one!

Around 2pm, when the rain had stopped and the sun was out, and it was warm and not windy at all, The Beav and I laced up our boots to brave the dirt roads and see what the rest of the world looked like.  Maybe it was an anomaly and everyone in Western Loudoun had more than a foot of snow except us (and of course our yonder neighbor).  We had to go see, and we did. 

Imagine our surprise when we pulled out from our slushy-sloppy dirt drive way onto our single lane dirt road  to town and it was covered in . . . nothing.  And then when we approached the pavement a mile or two later and it was covered in . . . nothing.  And we got into town and the roads were . . . clear.  Damp, but clear.  

So from now on, I'll make my own forecast.  When Topper tells me to stay home where its safe, I may not heed his advice.  I may chill for a while, and then look out my own window and see what my brain thinks.  As for yesterday, our little family was set for a foot of snow and more.  We proactively decided our business would be closed for the day  due to inclement weather.  That was dumb.  Next time someone says a foot of snow is coming to my door, the sign at EarthWorks will read "in the event that this forecast is accurate, we may not be here.  So call in advance".  

But on the bright side, I made a kickin pot of chicken soup and a white cake with buttercream frosting that was devoured by my boyz.  Along with a dozen eggs and a dozen donuts.  But no yogurt or salad.  In our family, when a big snowstorm comes along we put on the feed-bag in a big way!

PL&BB - 

Pen