
We got 11 inches of snow in Bellingham yesterday. There's only about 6" outside my office (about 40 miles to the south), but it's still coming down thick & fast. All of this is more or less unheard-of for this time of year. November has been a strange month. I expect that quite a bit more snow fell out at the house than fell in town, but, well, I haven't been out there to check.

Since we aren't really used to snow (real snow, not just a skiff) around here, it's extremely disruptive. Schools are closed, at least 50% of the workforce stays home, and in general there's an air of excitement around even the most mundane things. It's a lot of fun, really.

And it's also really, really, really beautiful.
1 comment:
I am so jealous! There's no skiing yet here in New England, just a long lingering and waaaay too mild autumn.
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