This morning I was roused out of my peaceful slumber by Dr. H yelling, "Snow!" in the other room. In my dreamy state, I thought he was yelling, "NO!" and I imagined the horrors our cat Monty must have committed to elicit such a big reaction that early in the morning. Luckily, Monty had only misbehaved a little in the night, and Dr. H was excited, not angry. There were a good 2-3 inches of powdery wintry precipitation covering the world outside my window, and it stayed there until around 10:30 this morning when it got a bit warmer and the stuff started to melt.
I have known since we moved here that we live on a hill (yes I am observant!), but until this morning I didn't really realize how much of an elevation gain there is between my house and the city at the bottom of the hill. This fact came to light today when I drove from our snowy abode down the hill where the snow abruptly stopped. There was nothing on the ground, and I was the only car coated in snow. I actually got a few looks from other drivers ostensibly wondering where this all came from. So increased snowfall is another reason to like living on a hill.
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