I’m in a minor panic mode. Weather forecasters predicted a possibility of 1-4 inches of snow Tuesday night. I don’t mean to sound pessimistic, but in the Portland area, there’s much hype from the media when it comes to snow and little is delivered. So I didn’t think too much about this particular forecast. Saturday morning I went to the grocery store in a mad panic because the ice/snow/wind storm was supposed to come around 9 AM bringing 1-2 inches of ice. The storm did materialize, but it was closer to a little more of a dusting of snow and 1/2 inch of ice.
I decided to smite the weather forecasters this time and not panic. When I woke up this morning, we had 11 inches of snow. Yikes! Now I am kicking myself that I should have listened to the meteorologist, and therefore gone to the grocery store on my way home from work yesterday because I am almost out of fruits, veggies, and milk. But more importantly, I am almost out of flour and butter. And when you’re cooped up inside, warm baked goods sound better than ever, hence the minor panic mode I have induced upon myself. This picture is the nature park by our house. I have to admit, snow is beautiful.
This one is of our backyard. Oh my poor Japanese maple! Continue reading