Yesterday, I had to go out early in the morning. November greeted me with this:
That is the view at the very end of my street. At 7:45 AM. My poor little Prius did not care for this at all. "Oh, but it's so pretty!" so many of you are saying. Yes, it is. It's very pretty. I'll give you that.
As a matter of fact, the route I had to take was absolutely gorgeous and, thankfully, clear and only wet. The snow was heavy and, because it was exactly 32 degrees, wet and clingy. Every single tree branch, wire, and structure was frosted. It looked like something out of a movie. This road in particular, was breathtaking. But I couldn't stop for photography, as much as I wanted to. I had to be somewhere. I caught a few breaks thanks to school buses and traffic heading toward the junior college, but pictures don't really capture it.
Later, the wind picked up, and the temperature dropped. The snow froze. The wind started blowing it off of all of the trees and structures in hard clumps. I could hear it hitting the house, the road, the deck, all in thuds and clunks. I worried about some of the more beautiful, aged trees in the city, as well as power lines.
When Winter sneaks in this quickly, with this much force and cold and snow, it can do a lot of damage. We still have leaves on some of the oaks and maples here that are slow shedders. They can hold lots and lots of heavy snow, causing huge limbs to break, downing power lines and crashing into roofs. Not to mention the sadness of losing the trees themselves, many of them gracious shade-givers or landmarks. And a lot of residents haven't yet raked up the last of the leaves; the city has not yet come by and vacuumed up the piles along the curb. If we get a thaw and some rain, which it looks like we will, those leaves will clog up the sewers and cause some flooding.
By the way, the Tuesday weather is very misleading. Right now, it is 14, but because of 29 mph winds out of the WSW, it is actually -4. My furnace has been running since 7:15 AM, struggling to reach 72. It is now noon, and it is still trying.
November, you've caused a Big Mess. I hate you a little bit. Except for Thanksgiving, so far you've brought me nothing but a bad cold, crappy weather, and a bunch of republicans. After all I've done for you!
Rick will be the first to tell you that I am Not One To Suffer. After thirty years in a public school classroom, I honestly feel like Those Days are over for me. I no longer have to suffer unwillingly. So, this is the end of my Rally. I'll still post as often as possible this month, but I'm no longer going to try to stick to The Theme. I'll write whatever the hell I want to.
So that's that. I quit you, November, cold turkey.