We were supposed to be snowed in today. Heavy snow was the forecast. Last evening when we were getting back home from work, we thought it had already started.
Beautiful large snowflakes were coming down. It looked beautiful. What is it about snow that looks so beautiful, that you forget the chaos it brings! Daughter was jubilant. She had been waiting for a proper snow for ages. She even told the snow, ‘Oh Snowy, It’s been three years since I saw you. Please don’t stop!’ Even I felt a tiny bit excited at the prospect of snow-covered everything.
But stop it did. Much to daughter’s disappointment. We got a dusting of snow, which was soon washed away by the sleet and the rain. ‘Why couldn’t we live in a place like Leeds where it snowed so much!’!, is what Daughter wants to know. And this morning, instead of waking up to a snow covered morning, I’ve woken up to a rain drenched morning.
I have to say, even I am a tiny bit disappointed. Rain isn’t the most exciting of weather where we live! Also annoyed that I lugged my laptop home yesterday (in case it snowed and I was stuck at home) and now I’m going to have to lug it back! At least the car doesn’t look like it’s frozen. Small mercies, I suppose.
How’s the weather at your end ?