When we went to bed Saturday night the promised snow still hadn't come, despite all the times people had pointed out the snowclouds when we were out on our walks. I was actually starting to think we'd miss out on snow this year. That's why I didn't bother going out to check for snow when I let Kero out just before 7:00 am Sunday morning
Of course, since I didn't go out to check, it was only when Kelly opened the door to take Willow out a little over an hour later that I learned that there was snow!
I dashed out to see - dressed in PJs, a dressing gown and the flipflops I keep by the back door for if I need to slip something on my feet quickly - and discovered that there was, indeed snow out there. A couple of inches, in fact.
Here are a couple of photos we took of the snow covered cars:
OK, I know, it's only about 2 inches, but it was enough for me to throw a few snowballs for Willow to eat, and it was "real" snow. you know? The proper fluffy kind!
Some of the neighbours told me that when we get snow it doesn't stay more than "a day or so" before it melts in to slush. I'm assuming it's the salt in the air from the sea? Anyway, I know that's a common thing near the ocean, which is why I wasn't sure if we'd even get snow. But we did!
Kelly tried to take the dogs out (it's hard for me in the snow, since it's even more difficult for me than it is for most people to tell the difference between path and grass in the snow, and it's not easy for most people) but neither dog went far. I know in Kero's case it was because he wasn't sure he even wanted to be out in the snow; he thought Willow and I were mental for playing in it, and decided watching from the window was a much better idea. I'm not surprised; he decided last year he was too mature for such foolishness as playing in the snow. *Shrugs* If that's how he feels then fine; more snow for me and Willow to play in, LOL!