One might assume I'm referring to the basketball craze that sweeps the nation during the month of March, but really, I'm talking about another "maddening" phenomenon this month: I'm talking about this spring's weather pattern in Colorado. Admittedly, we usually do have some crazy snow storms that break up the milder warm spring weather, but this year for some reason, I'm having a hard time tolerating the final stretch of winter. I'm home today thanks to our second spring storm in less than a week. If you're wondering why a little snow would close a big University campus like ours, you should know that we usually don't have "snowfalls" in Colorado, rather we have "snowdumps". It starts snowing and you better hit the road for home (or the mountains, if you're brave) because the other 2.5 million metro-Denverites are doing the same. Roads muck up
really fast, accidents happen and highways are shut down. There's no debating it, snow in this city sucks!
On Friday we had about 16 inches of snow beginning around 3pm (meaning my drive home was 2 hours of white-knuckled craziness) and lasting until the next morning. By Sunday the accumulation melted into messy, muddy puddles. And last night we had about 18 inches of snowfall, again starting in late afternoon and making for another treacherous commute. These two storms in close proximity have left me frazzled and feeling defeated. Yesterday I decided I would never leave the house again...
In other news, today has been glorious thus far! :) This morning I woke to a few work-related calls and emails, sipped coffee and then hit the trails, pups in tow, for a snowy slushy run. Here are some of the photos (I
had to take a little camera along - the winter wonderland sure looks lovely although I'm still cursing it):
Here's Higgins making fresh tracks on the beginning of the Big Bluestem trail.
Byrdie and Higgins tracks on Big Blue Stem.
And this is about how far we made it running through knee-deep (Higgins-deep) powder.
Byrdie shows us just how deep the snow is on the trail.
So I think the day off is just what I need to smooth out my frazzled nerves and center myself: after all, I live in an amazing place! I should be more thankful.
All throughout the run the refrain of this song played over and over in my head. Silly little song: