Sometimes Winter Storms come true

Portland newscasters spent the last 48 hours reeling off continued warnings that we would have snow and sleet and ice. And it could get very dangerous on the roads. And shut the city down. And snow. And ice. And danger. It seems that the news here goes through this "winter is coming" drill at least 4 or 5 times a winter and nothing hits the city. The west hills get a dusting of snow. Or the winds blows hard but there's no freezing precipitation.

Well, they got it right this time. We got snow today. And winds and low temperatures. It's snowed off and on since early this morning. Dev and I saw a pickup facing three quarters the wrong way around noon today. The truck had its back wheels on the other lane of traffic. The passenger section rested gently (even comfortably) on the raised concrete median. The front wheel sat on our side of the road divider. The truck didn't seem very chewed up for all that.

We've spent most of the afternoon holed up at home since. We took Cowboy out to the park to play in the snow. Moxie and Boj started the expedition with us but soon turned around declaiming that "We'd never make it across the park and we were mad to try!" Cowboy disregarded their pessimism and create two snow angels for our amusement. We then hurried to join the deserting chihuahuas inside the house. Cowboy sat staring at the snow longingly since.