Well, after a couple of more snow storms this week I think I can officially say we've been snowed in at the Little Blue Bungalow. School was canceled for almost the entire week, garbage pick-ups canceled, businesses closed, etc...and the Pacific Northwest came to a screeching halt.
In the past couple of days we managed to get over a foot of snow on the ground. Again, I know my Mid-western friends may be thinking so what, big deal? But, for a region that typically has a maybe an inch total accumulation all season this is HUGE.
No one is prepared...(not even me...I shoveled the walk with a garden spade...imagine it!) No one owns snow shovels, has an extra supply of salt and sand on their back porch, has a friend with a snowplow that will plow them out after they finish their own sidewalks. In fact, after living in a snow region for almost my entire life I stood outside yesterday with the kids and I got this freaky sense of "what is going on here?".
It was absolutely quiet (well besides the kids making noise eating the snow...the WHITE snow!).
No snow blowers, scraping of shovels hitting the sidewalk, people warming their cars...no sense of urgency. Nope. The snow had come and instead families came outside with cameras and marveled at it. No one rushed off to work, worked on clearing a path, brushed their car off...nothing. And though, I laugh at how the Pacific Northwest handles snow situations...I couldn't help but stand back and be one of them and do nothing.
So for now I'm sitting in the warm little bungalow looking out at how beautiful the lights cast a glow on the snow. If the temperatures don't change the snow will be here just "as is" for a long time since our town doesn't even own a snow plow. (Shock...I know.) Does it matter? Not really...I'm right where I want to be, in the Little Blue Bungalow on an official Pacific Northwest "Snow day".
From inside the little blue bungalow,