WNC got a winter storm warning yesterday. Not a watch, but a warning. The chance of precipitation was given as 100% by lunchtime today. I went to the grocery store last night at 8:30PM, and the place was jumpin’. A good Southerner cannot be caught at home in a light snowstorm without eggs, bread, coffee, milk and snacks.
I went to bed certain that there’d be no school tomorrow. I set my alarm — I’m not stupid — but I figured it was just a formality.
At seven AM the alarm-radio went off. The announcer was reading off school closings. Perfect timing! “UNCA day classes are canceled.” I switched off my alarm and rolled over.
I woke to a world of no snow. Just brown grass, dim cloudy winter skies, and a dry, chilly wind. People were puzzled, pointing fingers at the local news. I don’t watch the local news, and I know that weather is iffy even to experts. I like Weather Underground, the online weather service which was calling for light snow and ice pellets around lunchtime. And indeed, at 11:30 a wet and fluffy snow began to fall.
It didn’t last and soon turned to rain. And then even the rain quit.
It doesn’t look like there will be any accumulation at all. A snow day with no snow! Lord, calling off school is a tricksy business. Everyone seems to want the college decision-makers and the weather forecasters to predict the future, not the weather. And predicting anything as complex as weather and road conditions is an iffy business, especially here in the South, where any snow on the roads can quickly melt and turn to ice. I’ve read that that makes driving in the South very dangerous, as farther north, people drive on packed snow. Here, snow hits the roads and melts, and then refreezes as ice.
Me, I’m just glad for another snow day.
I think I’ll knit a bit, write a bit, and make a stir-fry. The domestic arts rule.
Oh, wait. It’s snowing again. Slow, fat flakes like little balls of cotton.