Views of Sequim, the Olympic Peninsula. . .and beyond
This was a parking lot I ventured into last Sunday. Our other roads looked a lot like this too. We get snow perhaps once or twice a year, a few inches at lower elevations. So we don’t have a lot of snow removal equipment. “Wait and let it melt” usually works pretty well in most cases. Not so much lately.
Bless his heart, a neighbor volunteered to clear our driveway for us Sunday. Until Rob came by, the snow was deep and treacherous. Good neighbors are worth their weight in gold.
We took a trip into town. The surroundings were gorgeous. The highway was clear. Local roads? Not so nice. Sanded slush and more slush. Packed snow and melt. And I’m sure there’s more ice by now.
We picked up provisions we hadn’t gotten before the storms started. And now we’ll stay in until the weather people stop repeating “snow likely,” “snow showers,” and “chance of snow.”
Remember the deck chair I showed you last week here? This is what it looked like in the midst of our recent snow dump storm.
Last Friday as the storms began I took a walk while it came down in big, wet flakes. By Saturday the accumulation was deep enough to make a stroll difficult. We got about a foot (30-1/2 cm). Snow is not common here and this is much more snow than we typically get.
Everything is transformed. Yesterday was a clear, mostly sunny day but more snow is predicted throughout the week. Did someone say “cabin fever?”
Our dog loves the snow, plowing his nose joyfully into drifts. There are things to sniff down there somewhere.
It snowed all day yesterday, and more is predicted in the coming days. This is unusual for Sequim. Most of our grocery stores were mobbed in the days before this predicted storm. And now the standard means of coping is to stay home. I plan to do that.
“…He is all pine and I am apple orchard.
My apple trees will never get across
And eat the cones under his pines, I tell him.
He only says, ‘Good fences make good neighbours.’
Spring is the mischief in me, and I wonder
If I could put a notion in his head:
‘Why do they make good neighbours? ‘”
From “Mending Wall” by Robert Frost
Two of my CERT (Community Emergency Response Team) training classes last month met in the new offices of our local radio station KSQM-FM. There was a wonderful array of antique radio equipment on display including the microphone, above.
KSQM recently moved into offices that previously housed the Sequim Police Department. The space now is all about radios and music.
Many of the radios were from the very early days when a radio was a major piece of furniture in a home.
I can imagine either of the radios above with a family gathered around, listening to a Franklin Roosevelt “Fireside Chat” or one of the early entertainment programs staged for radio.
KSQM-FM is a non-commercial volunteer station. It plays music from the 1940s, 50s, and 60s and provides local news and weather reports.