But the temperature was over 60 degrees, on November 12th. Imagine. And everyone gasps when I say I live in D-----. "It's really cold there in the winter, right?", they ask. Our winters here are actually quite varied; sometimes they are extremely cold, for a period of time. And then, after a week or two--if that long--we suddenly have mild 45-65 degree days. When it snows, generally in several days the snow is gone--not so much even melted, but sublimates into air. Just plain evaporates. It's really nice, living in a dry climate. Not like the East Coast where I grew up, where New York snow in biting cold, wet winters turns into muddy, filthy slush and lasts for weeks.
The only complaint I have is that I have to drive in the stuff and work in the stuff--and if it's wet and snowy outside, we can't take the children out for very long, if at all. I used to really love the snow, as a child (I'm a winter baby, born on the 14th of Kislev, the month of Chanukah), but now, I rather not have to drive in it. I guess that's a sign of getting old...er.
So, not really looking forward to the next snow, guess I'll settle for a windy Shabbat.