January 28, 2012

A Whiteout and a Silver Thaw

Last week, we in the Fraser Valley experienced what local long-timers are calling 'the worst storm since '96'. One Vancouver TV meteorologist temporarily named our region 'The Freezer Valley,' and my husband, who commutes a mere ten minutes by car to his work at a hotel just north of here and has years of winter driving under his belt admitted that the driving certainly had been 'a bit crazy'. On one of his days off, the police even closed the road to the next town where my husband works because of white-out conditions. The next day, the road was open, and my husband acted as a taxi for a few employees in his department who didn't want to drive themselves. I had asked him to let me know when they had arrived at the hotel, and when he finally called me he said he had been unable to see anything at all for 18-20 seconds of his drive. Several of our friends who work in the city west of here gave up trying to get to work at all.

Our road crews worked overtime to keep the main thoroughfares passable, but with farm fields knee deep in powdery snow which was lifted and tossed ceaselessly by arctic winds for days on end, the drifts in some places were meters high. While the Real Canada laughed from afar at we wimpy west coasters, we, unused to the blasts of winter felt regularly by the rest of Canada dealt with it as best we could. Our temperatures reached shocking lows of -16 while Alberta had -45. While our children gloated on Facebook about their schools being closed all week, my sister's kids in Manitoba where it was -41 were miffed because their buses only stop running when the temperature dips to -47. Dressed in multiple layers and a scarf up to my eyes, I ventured out everyday as well, just to get some exercise and a few supplies from the dwindling shelves of the greengrocer. My kids spent at least part of every snow day outside, building forts and tunnels, and shovelling the driveway.


Amazingly, even though I had pots of water at the ready in case of a power outage, which I thought was inevitable, we never lost power nor did we lose internet access. The days were spent in relative contentment by all of us at home. I finished the archaeological adventure I was reading and started a murder mystery which I had been given for Christmas.


We watched movies, baked cookies, played a few board games, and caught up on our sleep. All in all, our snow-week was a gift, a chance to gear down and spend some time holed up together.

The weather had calmed considerably by Friday and many of the shops that had closed their doors for a few days were back in business. The grocery stores were restocked with milk and bread, but everyone was bracing themselves for the freezing rain that was promised. Saturday morning, we woke up to a world covered in several millimeters of ice. I went outside to capture some of the beauty on camera before the 'silver thaw', as my friend Sue called it, began in earnest.
















Within half an hour, the sun was burning through the clouds and the delicate ice which coated everything in sight began to lose it's grip. Every motion of the wind sent a brittle shower onto the shell of ice-covered snow below. As the morning thaw continued nature provided a chorus of water music. The powerlines and the eaves on the houses dripped in constant percussion, and the hungry, noisy birds came out from their shelters deep within the cedar trees.

Sunday was a gloomier day. The lovely silver thaw had turned to a gritty brown melt. The rain dissolved the white crust to reveal the layers of sand and gravel poured on the snow and ice over the week by the road crews. I was beginning to be desperate for a run, so I went off to the local gym in search of a treadmill.

The week of being mainly housebound may have been good for my spirit, but it had done a number on my waistline.

15 comments:

  1. beautiful! although i have to admit my waistline is feeling those same housebound effects.

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  2. If you want to quadruple the blossom on the rhododendron remove the dead heads. No point now but once the flower has ended in about May.

    Lovely photos btw. Who's the cute chick :-D.

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  3. E.P.: I hear you!

    Vince: When you remove the deadheads, do you clip them off at the stem, or simply remove the heads with your fingers? I told you I was a lousy, but cute, gardener
    :-D I will read your latest post right away!

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  4. Fingers; And be careful not to knock out the little buds. That's how the Japanese get such coverage with the Azaleas. But who the hell has the zen-like quality to perform that task on weenchy little azalias. But Rhodo's are a different matter, you can see them. And you've still got three sets of fingers to hand as it were that you can manage with love, threats and treats.

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  5. ok i am jealous of the snow...not the ice or the mess after...i want to build forts and have snow ball fights...my waist could use the work out after this winter...just saying...smiles

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  6. It sounds like a lovely break from everyday routines! The pics of your ice-covered world look amazing!

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  7. A brittle shower. I like that. :) Hope you warm up soon.

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  8. Sunset Magazine just named Nelson, BC one of the most desirable placed to live. Blog about that. :)

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  9. Thanks for reading, friends!
    Tracey, it's great to hear from you again! I would think people are tired of me going on about Nelson :)

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  10. Wow, now THAT's winter! We're still waiting for it here in Colorado.

    It's great that you took advantage of your "vacation", while I'm sure there were those who whined the week away. Beautiful photos! Really!

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    1. Oh...there were. I would have whined if I'd had to do any driving, but I didn't. And thanks!

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  11. Rebecca, you have had the snow and weather that has completely MISSED us here! It is SOOOO strange! NEVER had we had such a mild winter. It makes me wonder if we will have snow in MAY! YIKES!

    Your photos are beautiful. I am sure you were ready for the kiddos to return to class. Glad you enjoyed your snow days though...I do love to burrow IN with a good book!

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    1. We had a strange year like that three years ago. It was so mild my down vest never saw the outside of the coat closet. We kept on waiting for a blast of winter and we just ended up having one, long, Fallinterspring!

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  12. still no snow here...but they say it might actually happen next week...

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    1. I hope you get your snowball fights in with the family. I find it we don't get some cold weather it just feels like the same season all year round - rain with sporadic periods of harder rain.

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