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Guessing game

First, I should repent for grumbling about our many recent days of cold, windy, grey dreariness. Today dawned bright and sunny, it stayed that way most of the day, and I was so glad.

Second, I really want to figure out which combination of temperature, wind, and humidity causes frost to form on one’s windshield. (And let’s not even tackle why only my front windshield and driver’s side window get that treatment.) This time last year, which was also cold, grey, and dreary – maybe I should just expect that in late January, huh? – I came up with a brilliant idea. Since I leave home early in the morning, and since I am strongly opposed to the idea of standing out in the cold in the dark to scrape my windshield, I began putting a small sheet of cardboard (maybe 18″ by 30″?) on my windshield at night. This has been a lovely solution. I go out to the car, take off the cardboard and put it in the back seat, start the car, and immediately drive away. Quick and easy.

Sometimes I forget, but all last week, every single night I was very diligent to set my cardboard out. It’s really satisfying to come out and find the car encased in ice, but have a small, clear view out the front. I feel smug, as if I have outwitted the weather, as in “Ha, ha, ha, you can’t make me have to freeze and scrape!” So I was actually disappointed to come out every morning for a week, and whether it was in the 20s or 30s, find not an iota of frost anywhere on the car. Then last night, I forgot to go out and set the cardboard, and this morning my windshield was totally frosted. Go figure. Frost monkeys maybe. Actually, there’s probably some specific mixture of weather features that causes the frost/ice, and I’d like to know what it is. But I don’t know that googling “how to predict early morning windshield ice in January” is going to generate the results I need.

Meanwhile, I’m ready for bed now, I forgot again, it’s 38 degrees, and I’m not going back out to set my cardboard tonight. Any guesses on whether I’ll need to scrape in the morning?

Let it snow!

“Oh, the weather outside is frightful…”

It’s not really frightful, but it is wearyingly dreary. As I have stated many times before – and my opinion on the matter has not changed – I think there is absolutely no reason for prolonged cold, windy cloudiness without snow.

The forecast this week was hopeful, and our friendly KY3 meteorologists told us again and again about the anticipated “bad” weather to come. Multiple fronts would be passing through, one after the other, each bringing some kind of wintry mix. We were under repeated winter weather alerts for three days, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday; specifically, freezing rain, sleet, and/or snow were expected late each night and into the following early morning. Instead, it’s been cold (lows of 33, highs of 34), windy, and intermittently misting or raining for three days and nights. Today is Friday, and it’s been cloudy for the past week. Literally. The sun has not come out. And of course that would be OK, if only it would snow.

Springfield (34 miles away) had snow. Andrew scraped two inches of snow off his windshield to come home this evening, and he said there was a layer of ice under that! Nixa (26 miles away) had snow. But in Walnut Shade, we had only 12 brief minutes of flurries this morning.

I am venting here, but I’m really only a little bit envious. I actually rejoice with and for those who rejoice. After all, this winter is young, and there’s always next year.  = )  Let it snow!

Jeopardy question: What are snow, iguanas, and temperatures?

Answer: Things that fall.

A couple weeks ago, my sister in law who lives in south Florida, sent me this.

“… We’re hunkered down in the 30s the last couple of days.  Pretty rare for us.  Latest hazard is falling iguanas, who are immobilized under 40 degrees.  what_smile…”

The visual of falling iguanas really made me smile. I don’t know if they’re falling from the sky, or if they’re falling over like the cows in that one Veggie Tales episode, but the temps in Walnut Shade have done some falling of their own of late.

Sunday it snowed. Not a lot, but it was glorious and it kept coming down from 7:00 AM  to nearly 1:00 PM, with the result that the church Scott was scheduled to speak at in Springfield, our own church, and seemingly every other church in Branson all canceled services. Monday it snowed a lot more, beginning during my walk in the morning – and I only did three laps instead of my usual four, because the shoulder icy and/or piled up with snay – and continuing steadily to early afternoon!!! When all was said and done, we had either four or five inches of beautiful white powder, the kind Scott says is perfect for skiing. He thought four inches was probably most accurate, but when it comes to snow I always round up, so my official number is five inches. I took some pictures, and then Andrew, who is a very good photographer, went out and took a slew of pictures with my big camera. If we all live long enough, I will share some of them. here.

Anyway, with the snow, I have just been ecstatic!

And then talk about falling. When I set out this morning, out thermometer read MINUS EIGHT! I’m not sure I’ve ever seen a temp that low here. I only did two laps, and I took my walking stick for more secure balance on uneven surfaces. It was just the ticket and I had no problems. Of course, there wasn’t what you’d call heavy traffic at 6:15 AM on a legal holiday, so when no cars were coming, I just walked in the middle of the lane. Thankfully it wasn’t windy, so only my nose and fingertips were really cold, and I wasn’t even out thirty minutes, but when I got back, it was -10. amazing. We did get up to a positively balmy 18 degrees around 2:00 PM, but since we’re now sitting at -5 at 10:00 PM, I think I’ll leave the boys’ faucet dripping again tonight.


Three (not fifty) shades of white

I am fully assured that God loves me deeply and personally, but IF I ever wondered about his love for and grace toward me, I had full proof of them both at 12:45 PM on Saturday, March 11, 2017. Scott and I were at the dining room table playing Dominion over lunch when I glanced out the front window and nearly screamed, “It’s SNOWING!!!” And indeed, it was. And it continued steadily and at times heavily for the next two-and-a-half glorious hours.

Our weather so far this spring has fluctuated wildly and frequently, with temps nearly up to 80 one day and in the 40s the next. The spring peepers were out peeping for two days a few weeks ago, and then it went down to 24, and they were silent. The Bradford pears are just about done with their three-week show, dandelions are beginning to make their presence known, and on Friday, our plum trees suddenly (they always do this overnight) but a bit more hesitantly than usual began blooming. And then on Saturday, the merciful, magnificent snow!

I ran out on the porch, barefoot, just to grin and stomp and holler at the joyfulness of it, and that’s when I noticed that while I’ve always described the plum and Bradford pear blossoms as white, I don’t remember ever having had the opportunity to simultaneously compare both of them to Snow. I realized I was definitely seeing three varieties of white.

It was our first and LONG-awaited snow of the season, and I sighed with contentment; one of those sighs that means (a la Mark Gungor), “all’s right with the world.”

Let it snow!

Saw a rainbow this evening!

It was cloudy and sunny and sprinkling – excellent rainbow conditions – and it was one of those rare situations where we could see the entire arch of the rainbow, with a faint portion of a second one beside the brightest leg of the first one. Very, very pleasing, indeed! Andrew took a panoramic photo of it and another one of Scott and me in front of it. Hopefully I will be able to add those to this post sometime soon.

In other news, Jessica is coming home Thursday night!!!

Pastor Barb preached a humdinger of a message about church attendance this morning. WOW.

We spent several hours dealing with a homeless couple today. It was an experience.

Scott, Andrew, and I played Scrabble this evening (with a two-minute timer on Scott’s turns). On one turn, he played all seven of his tiles to form UNLOVING, and got 79 points! Final scores: Patty 161, Andrew 178, Scott 254.

But we saw a rainbow this evening, and it was glorious!

Do rejoice with me

It is SNOWING in Walnut Shade!  It’s coming down pretty heavily and it’s so very beautiful.  I am thankful to God, and Jessica is very happy to be here and get to see it actually coming down and sticking.  This doesn’t happen very often in Hong Kong, so we all count this as a blessing.  There has been snow on the ground for thirteen consecutive days, although as of this morning, it was only visible in a few shady spots.  Now it will be ALL OVER THE GROUND, and I will smile.

Middle of the road

Because my life has been quite full lately, I haven’t been blogging, and I really regret that, so before I totally forget one of the great things that happened a week ago. . .

IT SNOWED!!!  It snowed big time; nearly six inches of pure, cold, white glory!  I was SO happy!  We moved our life group to 4:00 PM last Sunday (instead of the usual 6:00 PM) because snow was expected, and it did not disappoint.

Monday morning I donned boots and related winter garb and went out to walk.  Amazingly, our road, a US highway that is always plowed post haste, was still virtually untouched.  Cars had gone by, but no snow plows.  (We call those snay plows in our family, but that’s another story involving Mr. Frumble.)

There were big drifts on the shoulder I frequent, so I actually ended up walking down the middle of the road!  How fun!  There was almost no traffic, so it didn’t matter.  I just moved into the thick stuff on the side when a car came by.  I took some pictures that morning which I need to upload and insert into this post.  Hopefully I will remember to do that soon, but feel free to remind me.

Now it’s Saturday night and there’s still plenty of snow on the ground in spite of our balmy high of 44 degrees today.  Not to worry, it’s expected to range between 25 and 30 all day tomorrow, so I don’t think there will be too much melting.  God sure must love me a lot!

Seen in the dining room

Hanging on a chair:  Scott’s fleece, zip-up JACKET!  Evidently he was wearing it this morning when he was out praying.  He gets up earlier than I do, but when I looked at the thermometer at about 7:00 AM, it read “50 degrees.”  That, in southwest Missouri on July 29!!!  We are so, so, SO very blessed weather-wise this year.

Jeopardy question: What is 45?

besides the measures of two angles in an isosceles right triangle!

Answer:  The temperature in degrees Fahrenheit on our backyard thermometer at 7:15 AM today.

NEVER before seen in Walnut Shade

It’s exciting to know that we’re witnessing a little bit of “first time ever” history here in our fair unincorporated area.

Today is July 15, 2014.  As anyone who has spent any amount of summertime time in southwest Missouri knows, July is terribly hot.  And humid.  Some years July is just about as sweltering as August, and every year July is some degree of miserably warm.  The A/C runs virtually non-stop and the meter spins around and sings “cha-ching” with ever-increasing rapidity.

A cold front moved through the area last evening.  I don’t know where it came from or where it’s going (although it may well be on its way to Virginia to visit my kids!), but it was 50 degrees here at 6:30 this morning!  And, wonder of wonders, our A/C which is set at 80 degrees NEVER KICKED ON ALL DAY!

Be it therefore noted that I am hereby documenting this landmark occasion in my own personal blog on the very day of its occurrence (thereby creating a bona fide primary source), because future generations will surely deny that such an event ever happened.  Indeed, it is truly so implausible as to be numbered with the Holocaust, the moonwalk, and other unbelievable and frequently “denied” incidents.


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