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Travelling, Travelling…

Off to the Great White North, hopefully to spot a snowy owl (or at least not get snowed in.) It’s a whirlwind business/birding trip, so I’m getting minimal socializing in, but we’ll almost certainly be back later this year, and hopefully can do more hanging out.

In the meantime, I am now Ready For Spring. I was mulching in Hello Kitty pajamas yesterday. (Yes, that will be the title of my memoir.) My brain would like to get into Serious Gardening Mode now. I am being forced to read gardening books to stay sane. They aren’t helping.

Spring, damn you!

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.



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That is because Seattle, much like the South, seems to think that 6 inches of snow signals The End Times.

Do they have enough equipment to handle that much snow, or are they really just panicked chickens? *is Coloradoan- six inches at DIA isn't a big deal usually*

It's also because we usually get an ice sandwich, not plain snow. I used to live (and drive in the snow in) Colorado and the Midwest with impunity, but it's not just all the "omigosh, snow!" drivers that make me dubious about driving in it here.

Last "big" snow we had, the freeway did look like the Rapture had happened. And God does get called on in plaintive voices by anyone driving on a slope.

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Wait, are you in Oly too? *waves*

I'm technically in Tumwater, up on the hill, and we woke up to over a foot. It's over 18 inches, now.

As well as lacking both the equipment and driving skills to deal with it, we also tend to get that lovely snow->half thaw->freeze cycle, which is always so very much fun.

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Ah, we're your coal canaries, awesome. :P

It looks fantastic for sledding, but I don't deal well with cold anymore, so I'm staying in and admiring it through the window. In a moment of cruel boredom I did go out and put a cat in it, but when I realized it was over his ears I scooped him out again.

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