The snow has entered the picture
Grandma always remembers when the first snow comes each year because she notes it down in her calendar — I never remember (barely remember what I’ve eaten a day before), so I thought this time I’d record it: Last Tuesday (Nov 1st) it snowed for the first time this winter (in my opinion) but it turned to horrible slush by the end of the day. The next day it showed again and that time it stuck. Today we had a wonderful blizzard so I took the above photo through the train window.
Snowing – I can relate.. but blizzard? Whoaa… it’s too far away a month to be blizzard-ing!
Oook, you’re just reminding me of things to come. So far we’ve only had some rain over here *thank you*.
Well, it was a tiny blizzard
I first learned the word ‘blizzard’ when I was talking with my 3rd grade English teacher at a bus stop while we were waiting for a bus. It was a very snowy day, the first school day (a Monday in January) after we’d moved to our current house. And it was blizzarding