It started with a few days of freezing, dry conditions. In the morning, our windows were sprinkles with frosty snowflakes.
And then the blizzard hit.
Its sharp-tongued winds hurtled through the streets, moaning and whistling like whales squeezing themselves between houses. The wind lashed at our home, pushing snow through the seal of our bathroom window, making us feel like we were stuck in a snow globe. The sky was moody with dark blue clouds swirling like a kaleidoscope, and the snow created white-out conditions.
While there was a tremendous amount of carnage being broadcast in the news – people trapped on broken-down trains, people stuck in traffic, or in their cars on stationary motorways for 12 hours – we stayed safe and cosy at home. Licking ice that we broke off of our window ledge…
Looking out the window, snow covered the muck up on the sooty streets, and the wind gusts startled the snowflakes and swirled them around the rooves. The mix of driving snow and smokey chimneys made a salt and peppered view.
I had never seen anything like it. I took full advantage of it by going out for local walks through the blizzard, as our boss told us all to stay at home – not that I could get into work anyway because the trains were majorly delayed on the Thursday, and totally cancelled on the Friday.
The first day of the blizzard was a mix of howling winds and fluffy snow. blackbirds and red robins were lazier than normal as their little bodies seemed to be freezing them solid.
We noticed they took to burrowing into nests in the ground – perhaps because it was warmer. The moles had a hard time breaking through the frozen soil. Walking through the woods, I could see clear deer tracks between the trees.
But overnight, freezing rain fell, which formed a thick layer of ice on top of the snow from the day before. In the morning, cars were trapped in a case of ice, like woolly mammoths stuck in ice bergs. The ice sealed our windows and doors shut too. We were iglood.
I went out for a walk with my other half, and thank God I did! He saved my life twice in quick succession when he caught me on the two occasions that I fell over backwards on the road because the ice was so slippery. Oops.
We walked across the farmland, which was covered with about half a foot of snow, which was encrusted with ice that shattered as we walked across it.
We shuffled down the hill to the pond that was absolutely frozen solid. We chucked a brick in it to see how thick the ice was – it was so thick that the brick got wedged into the surface of it.
I have never experienced weather like this before. It was so magical. Sadly, it felt like Christmas, which was depressing as I thought about all the food I wasn’t allowed to have because we have to be healthy now that it’s post New Years. Bleh.
Nevertheless, two snow days were enough. It’s fun to play in the snow and relaxing to stay warm and cosy inside. But you do feel quite restricted and imprisoned when going outside is so arduous and exhausting.
Today, the rain is falling and the magic of the snow is being washed away. The sky is grey, and its like the blizzard never happened. The snow made the village beautiful and idyllic, the rain makes it look miserable and bland.
All that’s left is muddy, slushy roads and black-peppered snow piles in the corners of windows and doors. Gross.
Good bye Beast from the East, and Storm Emma from the south. You created absolute carnage, but it was beautiful!