January isn’t the most interesting month in Seattle from a gardening perspective. Things are pretty bare and most certainly soggy. On a little walk around last week I noticed the tips of some of the crocuses are popping up, which always makes me feel a bit giddy at the thought of spring. The premature glee is pretty much a set up for future depression though, as Seattle still faces several months of dreary and wet winter, followed by a few months of faux-spring, until we finally settle into an actual (and predictable) spring-like weather in May or thereabouts.
That aside, I love snow. Adore it. Seattle in snow is funny. Or maybe a tragic comedy. We are never prepared. The roads don’t get plowed. No one can drive. Everyone freaks out. People are peeved if schools close and up-in-arms if they don’t. People are agitated if the city buses over-prepare and downright hostile if they don’t. Fools attempt to drive up steep, iced-over hills. (Or down like this). The snow is icy as it is rarely far below freezing so it constantly slushes and refreezes, slushes and refreezes. It is usually a complete mess.
But I embrace it. Welcome it. Crave it. A winter without snow is just not winter. The weather news is in a tizzy about an impending Snowmageddon and Snowpocolypse coming tonight. That was maybe going to be here yesterday. Or today. Or tonight. Tomorrow maybe? And could last until tomorrow night. Or friday. And possibly 4-8 inches. Or 6-14 inches. Or maybe just 1-4 inches. No matter. Whatever it is, it will surely be a mess. But me? I’ll be walking down to the park with the Babylady, Ladyfriend, and the new slippery sled to get our snow play on. Sure, it can be inconvenient. But really? Most of us could stand to slow down a bit and belly laugh while flying down a hill with snow up our noses. Right?
Hope your new year is off to a great start and you are pouring over incoming seed catalogs and dreaming of growth!
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