Life in the Snow Belt

For the second time this year, our quaint little town of Warrenton, Virginia was blanketed under snow. What’s odd is that many of our neighbors, family, and friends to the east hardly saw anything. Schools were closed in many parts of Virginia, Washington, DC, and Maryland. Most places, it just rained.

Here, we got about 11 inches of VERY heavy, wet snow.

Hubby drove to work the next day, with his truck still mostly covered (he can’t reach the top of the cap), and people looked at him like he trucked snow in from Alaska.

So, Hubby says he thinks we moved to the snow belt.

Judging by this map, I’d say he was right.

The same thing happened in February, but only with a few inches of snow that time. Fifteen minutes to the east of us, the ground was barely even wet.

Not that I’m complaining. I like snow. I was tickled to wake up to about six inches last Wednesday (March 6).

Here are some pics I captured around town that day.

 

 

Seeing how the snow stuck to the trees, I guess you can understand why we lost power. Trees and branches were coming down all over the place, taking out electric lines, poles, etc., as they fell.

 

 

 

We were without power for almost exactly 12 hours. Lots of people went without power for a couple of days.

 

The next day was gorgeous.

 

 

 

 

And that was our big snow event.

Friday and Saturday were quite warm, so the snow melted like crazy.

And Sunday? It got up to the mid 60s. We went for a motorcycle ride. Sort of surreal with snow on the mountains and piled along the road, but awesome nonetheless. I am SO ready for riding weather.  🙂