I KNEW IT WAS COMING, “it” being snow. The weather forecasters forecast it. And I really should expect it given this is November already.
Yet, I wasn’t ready to wake up this morning to snow blanketing the ground.
Greasy, heavy, wet snow, slick as Crisco on the driveway and sidewalks and roadways.
Not that I’ve been outside. I haven’t. But my husband told me so. He’s shoveled the driveway. Twice.
I’m content inside the house, catching up on tasks, baking bars, phoning my mom in southwestern Minnesota. She reported little snow at her home in Vesta at mid-morning.
In the Cities, conditions are nasty, according to a text message from my eldest. We had planned to go up there today but quickly canceled that trip. No sense being in the metro during the first snowfall of the season if you don’t need to be there.
Down in La Crosse, my second daughter reported no snow earlier today.
Over in Montgomery and Mankato, 10 inches had already fallen by noon, according to an announcer for the local radio station.
My sister said conditions were horrible over in Waseca. Cars in ditches. Snow still falling.
I wonder every year why I’m never ready for the first snowfall. Years ago, as a child, I welcomed it. Today I just wish it would go away.
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