It's STILL snowing!

Unbelievable. I mean, this is Portland. In the eight years we've been here, we've been "snowed in" twice, and those times were nothing like this. Our neighbor says she hasn't seen anything like it in the thirty years she's been here. It's beautiful -- tranquil, perfect dry powder, glittering ice branches. Enchanted.

Well, it would be "enchanted" any other week. Next week, I'd welcome it. But this week. Agh! Looks like we'll be celebrating my birthday alone this evening. Jim and I walked to the store a few hours ago and bought some dungeness crabs and some good bread, so that will be dinner (with plenty of butter :-). Sometimes salad is part of the plan, but usually, with a big bowl of crab legs in front of me, I can't be bothered with salad. Barbaric, no? Eating a pile of legs? Yummy yummy legs.

I love that walk to the store in the snow. Whenever we get snow (NOT often), we walk there for "provisions", and there's something magical about it, the way the mundane landscape is transfigured. Leroy had to walk in the tire ruts.


A Laini's Lady lost in the snow:
When it started snowing last week, I really wasn't too concerned about the weather continuing until Christmas -- but. . . now I'm worried. How will we get to my parents' house? So many people's travel plans have been cancelled. Flights cancelled. I don't think my brother will be able to make it here. This sucks. Why didn't it wait until next weeeeeek???????