It's only mid afternoon.
Every day now about 6 different, flashing
warnings appear on the computer screen
warning us of windstorms (70+mph) hail, snow,
& precip that no name even exists to describe.
Just got another. This one so bad they are
actually closing the road to Mt. Baker in
expectation of flying trees...don't want them
hitting any cars. We now open the blinds
to watch downtown Bellingham fly by.
The other night was a white-out of
something pelting our windows so hard
we had no name for it, only snow remained
in the morning. It's become a hobby at night.
Open the blinds, turn out the lights, let a piggie
wear himself out on Runabout then snuggle
and watch the Windstorm. We are on the
Fourth Floor so hear the percussive sounds of
garbage bins and recycle bins banging open
and shut to an unchoreographed syncopated
rhythm I never learned in drum lessons.
Sometimes, if there is altitude, we dance
and piggies Runabout with wheatgrass and
whEEEEEEEEEks! of delight.
It's just night after night after day after day.
Can't wait until I have the altitude to drive
up to the mountain to see how high the snow
is because every windstorm here brings FEET
of snow THERE and there's even snow on the
hills of the San Juan Islands...wonder how the
orca whales feel about that?
Another windy night for piggies and
dancing like a whirling dervish,
even if only in our dreams.
P.S. Just got notice Mt. Baker Highway closed
due to - three...two...one...98 inches of snow
over-night(s) now trees falling under weight
of snow and wind blowing them across
highway putting cars, trucks, skiers, snowboarders,
into harm's way. 98 inches per night, per windstorm, per snowstorm? GET ME
VERTICAL! THIS I GOTTA SEE!
MT. BAKER ALREADY HOLDS THE
WORLD'S RECORD FOR MOST SNOWFALL
IN A SINGLE SEASON, WINTER 1999-2000
AND I'M THINKING: WOO-HOOOOO!
Lying in bed.