Snow Day in Portland
I tried to get to work yesterday, but there were so many other people trying to get around – who weren’t equipped to do so – that it took me a full hour to get 2 miles down the road. I finally decided it wasn’t worth another 2 hours to get the rest of the way, so I just turned around and came home.
Zoe and I walked around the neighborhood and played in the snow. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen such “good” snow in Portland. There does tend to be at least one day a year where snow falls, but it’s rare that it sticks and that it’s so nice and light and fluffy.
Everyone we encountered while walking around must have also taken an unexpected day off of work. They were all so friendly and happy. Everyone was in the same cheery playful mood as those first days of sunshine after a winter of dark and rainy skies.
The snow is still out there this morning, no more has fallen, but I see about two inches still on the tree branches. Nothing compared to Telluride, Red Lodge, or McCall where my siblings are buried in several feet of snow all winter long. But, still … for those of us living in Portland, it’s quite a rare treat.
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