While doing my taxes, I spied out the window from time to time and saw what looked like little misty flakes. Kept wondering when the big stuff would get here…then I went out to the car and saw that our steps that had been clean 3 hours before were not just covered, but had about 3 inches of snow on them. The drive way, which had been cleared, was totally covered. Two hours later, my footprints were all gone and I had snow drifting up to the front door. The steps had disappeared. So much for the expert opinion. Lesson number one: always listen to Snow White or you end up being Dopey.
So, Snow White and I went for a two AM walk. No cars except one. No people, except three. The wind whispered through the trees. We made snow angels. It was quite fun. It was our second walk of the day though the sun was up before and it was about a 2 hour hike instead of the one hour after midnight jaunt.
See….I’m from Texas…closer to the real South than around here. And we don’t get snow like this in the real South and not much in the part of Texas that I’m from. So in my ten years here, I make it a point to always get out in the snow as much as I can. It just so happened that it was a day off for me. And you know what….we’re going into the weekend. The schools are out for a couple of days and most businesses won’t be interrupted. Couldn’t have happened at a better time so I hope everyone takes the time to enjoy it. It’s a wonderful powdery snow with no ice to mess things up. Probably the best powder I’ve seen here in all of my decade as a resident…even the best I’ve seen since I last skied at Beaver Creek.
Now..I may be from Texas (and maybe even dopey) but even we have some smarts that I could pass on to some criminals around here. I always figured that on days and nights like this, the crime rate would be zero. I mean, even the criminals can’t get around too good. Well, the one car and 3 people we saw tonight was an SUV with 3 police officers. They were hot on the trail of a criminal. They asked Snow White and I if we had seen anyone and I said, “no, but there are some fresh footprints in the snow.” The officer acknowledged my observation and commented that they were following the same footprints. Seems a not too smart burglar left a trail that only Hansel and Gretel would love. My guess is the creator of the prints won’t spend the night in an oven, but will probably be cooling his heels nonetheless.
Be sure to thank a police officer for being out in weather only Dopey could love.