Snow Matters

Just two days ahead of setting a new record for the latest "first snowfall of the season" in Denver, we woke up to a white backyard this morning.

Snow is serious business here. An editorial—an editorial, not just an op-ed piece—in yesterday's Denver Post gave us something else to worry about other than the global financial crisis, the Iraq war, and whether there will be any jobs for newly minted JDs when Patrick graduates next month. The headline read "Little snow, quick lifts create chaos on slopes," adding the ominous subhead: "With resorts opening earlier and thousands of skiers urged to use one or two runs, dangerous situations are likely to result."

Although, as the editorial further observed, "Dude, we totally don't want to look like wussies," it was a relief to see real—as opposed to machine-made—white stuff sticking to the Front Range even after it vanished from our yard. Moving from the gentle slopes of the northern Lower Peninsula to skiing the Rockies is going to be challenging enough without having to worry about getting run over by a cast of thousands.

3 comments:

Anonymous said...

Kate, your last 2 pictures are impressive. The older one reminds me of the remnants of Cathar castles near my French house, and today's panorama (almost) makes me want to be there. Unfortunately, I think I was traumatized upon arrival in November in Chicago and though I like looking at snow from a distance, I hate it touching me. . .or me it.

Jill, Foxy and Ana said...

Ohh Francoise you are funny about snow and make me laugh. You know i grew up in northern minnesota on the canada border. It always was cold if not snowing on halloween nobody ever got to see my costume. Kate I can't wait to see the snow covered mountains.

Kate G said...

Well, Françoise, I'm sorry that you won't be joining us on the slopes this winter. I think that if one hasn't grown up in a snowy climate, it can be hard to get used to all that cold stuff dropping out of the sky. (I didn't live as far north as Jill, but there was a lot of snow in Wisconsin during my early childhood.)