In the winter, there are many beautiful scenes. The snow can change a rather simple setting into a fairy land setting. The branches on white pine trees become heavy with snow, pine cones are covered, even little inconspicuous seeds on weeds can be turned into a thing of beauty.
When the ponds are transformed into ice skating rinks and the snow on the ground develops a crust, these can be changed a bit further by snow and wind.
The snow blows across these frozen surfaces in what I call hems of lace, creating lazy shaped S’s as the snow skims along the surface. It becomes one long line of lazy S’s, only to be followed by another and another…till the wind subsides.
I didn’t realize till last night that rain can do this along the surface of a lake. And while it is mesmerizing to gaze at, it is kind of scary.
We experienced the “out-skirts” of two nor’easters while we were in N. Carolina, but last night we experienced our first Texas thunderstorm.
While it was still daylight, it was possible to view this occurrence on the lake surface across from our campsite. The rain pelted the ground and sounded like gunfire hitting our 5th wheel. The wind was wild, the sky was dark and lightening was off in the distance. This was expected to go on till 7 p.m….it started about 3 p.m….it got dark around 6:00 p.m. The thunderstorm watch was called off at 7 p.m. but I’m not sure what the Weather Wizards called the weather that continued on after 7 p.m. It seemed to me to be the exact same thing we’d been having for the last several hours. I wasn’t sure if I preferred being able to look out the windows and try to see between the sheets of rain or if I preferred not to know what was going on “out there”.
Northwest of us received snow and the temps had dropped dramatically “up there” throughout the afternoon and evening. We were still at 50 degrees at midnight and are down to 40 degrees this morning. Some areas are expected to receive freezing rain. It almost reminds me of Michigan weather; wait 5 minutes and it’ll change.
And, truth be known, this is probably all my fault. I finally managed to get my hair cut yesterday. It usually turns cold when either one of us gets a hair cut or when Dan trims his beard back.
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