The Iceman continue to cometh... and I've had about enough

And once more, with feeling. Just when we thought things would return to some semblance of normality following last week's snow, another storm system dropped 1"-3" of snow in and around Seattle. Here's a shot of the hill where we've been parking.


Note the jack-knifed articulated bus. It was sanded and down to bare pavement late last night. But by this morning, ice had reformed just under the snow, making the commute a slow go. That sounds like a radio/TV traffic report, doesn't it? Old habits resurfacing, I guess. :-) The side streets to our house are still covered in ice, so this shot was taken right next to where I left my car on the main drag. After moving to a house with a carport, it's been a while since we've had to scrape our windshields. But like riding a bike, the muscle memory (and shoulder strain) came right back. :-) It helped that J., ever the romantic, bought matching "gifts" last night: a couple cans of de-icer with built-in scrapers for the two of us. :-)

So heading into a second week of snow and ice, (take note, because you will not likely hear this heat/sun lover say/type this again): I can't wait for the rain to return. Pains me even to type it, but it's true. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go heat up a beverage, put on some more fleece and turn the heat up a skosh: I like it warm enough to grow orchids under my bed when the dog and I curl up with a good book.