I
didn't see snow on the mountains this morning, but the snow came down hard this
afternoon. It didn't stick. Western Oregon is calling this a "harsh
winter" What we've had thus far has
accounted for a rather mild winter according to Utah standards. I have read so many complaints about the snow
and health problems in Utah - even here in Oregon.
I've had a stupid cough, but I don't have the sinus infection that I'm
certain would have returned several times even though I would go to the doctor
for my z pack if I were living or even just visiting in Salt Lake right now. I haven't actually been
to a doctor in Oregon since September of last year.
I guess
because I had heard snowfall was/is rare in this part of Oregon, I have taken
several pictures . . . and yet I wonder what it is about the snow that makes me
continues. Yesterday I realized the snow
in Oregon is clean. It falls to the ground
white and remains white until it's gone.
The snow is often questionable when it first lands in Utah. It doesn't stay white for very long. Not the same white as Oregon snow.
When we
returned home from Church yesterday, Jenna was excited to see the waterfall in
our yard had forked. She shrieked with
delight, "Look! We have two
waterfalls! Come here mom! We have a pond!"
I moved
out of the car trying to avoid the "pond" that had formed in our
red-neck driveway.
Roland
went out to divert the water so that it runs into our neighbor's drain. I saw him go out there. I did not see him slip and fall. He had a good attitude about it. Came in covered with mud and laughing. We no longer have a forked waterfall or a
small lake surrounding our car. Ah, the
life . . . .
ice path looked like dusted snow at first glance |
waterfall split |
waterfall fork repaired |
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