With snowfall beginning like a huge foggy wave crashing over the city, the initial burst was literally a pouring of very small snowflakes that seemed in a breathless rush as they fell. None of this gently floating flakes stuff: this storm got started with purpose and passion.
The picture above is usually pretty cool to me for capturing the look of the house from street level. But I also like going up on the parking deck across the street and looking across and a bit down at the house. It gives me a chance to capture the full impression of the structure as well as to try to get the whole property, although doing so tends to make the house appear to be sitting in the middle of something barren and almost industrial.
While it took a while before the accumulation really started to kick in, it certainly got the neighborhood looking wintry-wonderful in pretty short order. I enjoyed traipsing out into it around 2:30 am Saturday morning. I wanted to take some letters down to the mailbox in hopes they'd go out with the 10 am Saturday pick-up, and I took my camera with me. This first picture here is looking east on Fourth Street.
This next picture is looking across Fourth Street towards Foothills Brewery.
With the forecast leading up to this weekend's winter storm so certain, I went ahead and planned out the weekend's menus and did the grocery shopping when I came in from Virginia on Thursday night. That led to this evening's very delicious and mercifully simple meal (No. 65 in the new kitchen): Kickin' Chicken Tikka Ray-sala. The first picture is of the initial preparation with the chicken cooking in a great mix and marinade of spices and such:
The finished product was pretty darned good:
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