Spring is here! Finally!
I live in Western Washington, where our skies are gray, and it often seems that rain is a constant. Winters can be cold, but are usually more wet and windy than snowy. This past February, Mother Nature must've decided that we had become too complacent. She fixed that with a heckuva a snowstorm. For those in places like Colorado or Michigan, this will seem like child's play, but here...here it was a big deal. In a neighboring town, the city crews plowed roads, creating big piles of snow at intersections. They brought in front loaders and dump trucks and loaded up those piles, which were then dumped in a vacant lot off of a highway. Here it is, nearly three months post snowfall, and today I saw a city worker in an excavator spreading the remaining snow out a single layer about a foot deep. He covered an area about the size of a football field. That is unheard of around these parts.
I think when something so out of the ordinary occurs, it allows people to express their kindness and generosity in a way that day to day life inhibits. Our small town's Facebook page was awash with stories of dudes in their 4X4s cruising through town helping stranded motorists, giving the elderly rides to doctor appointments and the grocery store. I even heard of people giving rides to the doctors and medical staff at the nearest hospital. Kids were out shoveling walkways, neighbors checked on each other, those with power, heat and food hosted meals for those without. It was pretty cool to see or hear about. Small town life. Love it.
For us, it was a great opportunity to double check our emergency preparations. I was pleased to report to my family that we had plenty of food, and options for preparing it. We only lost power briefly twice, and had our natural gas shut off for a short time. I think the hardest part for my teenage children was that we did lose our internet for several days. Yikes! We got out a jigsaw puzzle, and the chess board. All was well.