Â Â Â Just when there were some bare spots in our yard and the muddy driveway had dried, we got about 6 inches of heavy, wet snow dumped on us Tuesday night.
Â Â Â Â I know that relatively speaking, we lucked out with the storm. Less than 10 miles away, the snowfall amounts were double what we got and 25 miles beyond that, they were more than triple.
Â Â Â Â Though IÂ know that we fared better than our neighbors to theÂ south,Â ourÂ snowfall still was pretty disheartening because it seemed like we had made good progress toward spring during the previous week. The warm temperatures had melted the snow off of our flowerbeds and I was looking forward to seeing crocuses and hyacinth poking through the ground soon.
Â Â Â Â Â Â With temperatures predicted to only climb into the 20s and low 30s for the next several days, there probably won’t be much melting going on. On the bright side, the skies are expected to be sunny.
Â Â Â Â Meanwhile, I know that even in North Dakota there is a limit to how much longer snow can fall.Â ByÂ my calculations it can’t be more than six weeks before the temperatures will be too warm for snow. I guess you can viewÂ that asÂ good news or bad news, depending on whether you see the glass half empty or half full.
Â Â Â Today and tomorrow are reasons forÂ making merry at our house. Â Today, IÂ am celebrating my Irish heritage by wearing green and having a shamrock pin, from Ireland, prominantly pinned on my blouse. I also brought a Wearin’ of the Green cake ( a white cake infusedÂ with lime gelatin and featuring green sprinkles on top)Â to work to shareÂ with co-workers.
Â Â Tomorrow is the birthday of my oldest son, Brendan. He missed being born on St. Patrick’s Day by four hours, but we still gave him an Irish name as we did my son, Thomas Patrick, 11. I’m not sure how deep my 7-year-old daughter’s name, “Ellen’s” Irish roots go, but she was named afterÂ two of my grandmothers, Ellen Kelly and Ellen Foley and they wereÂ definitely Irish.
Â Â Â Tonight Brendan is having several friends over. There is no schoolÂ
Friday, so they’ll stay overnight and help him celebrate his birthday tomorrow. We are having that old Irish favorite, taco in a bag, for supper. I could haveÂ made an Irish stew or corned beef and cabbage for them, but somehow I don’t think that woud have been as popular.
Â Â Â Â I’ll leave you with one of my favorite Irish prayers:
Â Â “May the road rise up to meet you. May the wind always be at your back. May the rain fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of his hand.”
Â Â Â I’m so ready for spring. Here it is March 11 and instead of watching the snow melt and the puddles grow bigger, I’m trying to figure out how early I have to leave work to avoid driving inÂ a blizzard.
Â Â Â The forecast sounds like today’s weather will bring a little of everything; snow, rain and wind, so besides poor visibility, the roads likely will be icy. The highways already were a bit slick this morning from the snow sifting across them. One of the first sights that greeted me after I turned onto to U.S. Highway 2 this morning was a wrecker pulling a four-wheel drive vehicle out of the ditch. That was a signal to me not to use my cruise control and to watch for slick spots. I also drove a little more slowly than usual. It tookÂ a little longer to get to work, but I arrived there safe and sound.
Â Â Â I know that the weather during other seasons of the year can present their own challenges — driving in pouring rain and navigating muddy roads, for example — but after months of worrying about getting stuck or going in the ditch because I can’t see the road, I’m more than ready for winter to end.
Â Â It looks like after this weekend, the temperatures will warm, at least for a few days, so once I get through today’s challenge, things will begin looking up.Â For the rest of the work day, I’ll keep an eye on the weather radar and plan to head westÂ before the snow starts to fall in earnest and the winds begin to pick up.