Saturday, November 13, 2010

The first snowfall is the worst

Reality arrived this morning. While not actually winter by the calendar, it is the winter season in Minnesota and days like Tuesday when it was 65 degrees are odder than days like today when a snow event clogs the St Paul streets. I took this photo this morning and went off to Wooddale to play tennis. The usual suspects arrived on time and we played two and a half sets, 1-6,6-3,3-3. It was warm inside and slushy snow outside. I forgot that my snow scraper was in the garage at home so I had to clear the windshield by hand. I had gloves.

The first snowfall is the worst. But now we know that winter is here and it's time to hunker down.


PP's trip to the tropics was pushed off a day. Her plane couldn't get out of here in time to make her connections, so she's leaving tomorrow morning, again. Her shot at fresh pineapple will wait a day. Somebody owes her a day in Eden.

Another photo from 1977. We visited Coleraine that summer and this spot is iconic to my youth. At the top of this set of steps on a very cold winter day when I was about seven, I tried licking the railing and found that my tongue would stick to metal when it was that cold. I survived, as did my injured tongue, but I learned at least a minor lesson that day - keep a civil tongue in your mouth. Or something.

2 comments:

santini said...

We took those stairs to school every day. In the winter, instead of walking down the steps, we'd slide down the hill alongside the steps holding on to the railing. An icy rut would build up pretty quickly, and it was possible to really fly down that hill. I wonder if our parents knew we did that?

Sorry about your weather. And especially about Kelsey's trip getting postponed because of it.

Emily M said...

Santini - That sounds like FUN!

I hope Kelsey got out alright today. It's a shame to miss a day in Hawaii.