As you now know, Seattle is in the midst of a
major snowstorm. For our families in Montana, Wisconsin, and New York, 10 inches of snow may not seem like a big deal. In Seattle, however, 10 inches of snow is devastating with local jurisdictions and the state completely ill-equipped to handle such a demanding snowfall. Since snow of this magnitude is extremely rare, we don't have sand or full fleets of snow plows to clear roadways. In fact, the airport ran out of deicer yesterday, so flights had to be canceled and travelers were stranded.
To make matters worse, the forecast is not showing any signs of a break. Another significant storm front is moving in later tonight and will stick around through Christmas. Ryan is starting to go a little stir crazy and decided to shovel off the roof of our garage, and he had to use a garden shovel because we don't own a proper snow shovel. I, on the other hand, have a million things to do with work, but I think Mother Nature is sending a clear message that I should be outside and enjoying a few extra days of vacation.
I love snow; especially when it doesn't stick around long enough to get dirty and messy. Personally, I'm excited that our first Christmas in the new house is likely to be a white one. But let me go on record now and say that as of Dec. 26, the snow needs to go. If I want to see it again, I'll drive to the mountains and go skiing or snowshoeing.
Here are some updated pictures of the mayhem:
Ryan and Soma saving our garage from almost a foot of snow.
Our raised beds look like graves for the fall vegetables that never matured.
My azalea shrub is about 3 feet tall and is nearly covered with snow!
The front yard on Monday morning.
One of the evergreens in our front yard burdened by lots of snow.
Patty and Ryan before we head into the underground.
Although you are underground, you are actually at what was street level in the mid to late 1800s.
Old school skylights that illuminate the underground.
Patty and John making their way through the depths of Seattle.
What used to be windows are now bricked over spaces in the wall.
A photo immediately after the Great Seattle Fire of 1889.
The couple against the wall took one of the first tours of the Underground over 40 years ago. Very cool!
The red jacket brigade (not to be confused with the British troops during the Revolutionary War) takes a walk around the neighborhood.
Ryan's parents enjoying some lunch after the Underground Tour.
Why so sleepy, Ry?
