Well, it’s happening again. Winter-ish weather has finally struck Arkansas, and the natives are rather freaked. Cornerstone has canceled all youth events for the evening, and Pastor Eddie even canceled Sawyer’s French horn lesson (considering Sawyer didn’t have a lesson last week because of Roger’s wrist surgery, it will be interesting to see how well Sawyer does with his mini recital next Wednesday).
I don’t blame people for not wanting to be out on the roads here when the semi winter-like weather hits. Arkansas certainly isn’t equipped to handle snow and/or ice on the roads. It makes me chuckle though when the weather reports start calling for a tiny little bit of snow ~ any amount of snow causes the locals to run to the grocery store to stock up on food, and Home Depot and Lowe’s sell out of generators.
I guess growing up in Montana skewed my view a bit. There were times when I would wake up to go to school and realize I couldn’t see my car parked outside ~ it was buried under all of the snow that had fallen overnight. And believe me, it was hard to miss my first car (we didn’t call it "The Pumpkin" for nothing ~ we probably should have called it "the orange traffic cone" because that’s the color it was).
Thankfully we have no plans that require us to leave our house for the next day or two. The roads will probably be terrible, and since we are in the south, you can bet that most of the people who do venture out probably shouldn’t be driving on the snowy/icy roads. Driving in wintry conditions truly is a learned skill, and since the average winter here only contains a scant few days of wintry conditions, the people here just don’t have the chance to develop those skills.
I can hear the "snow" hitting the skylights in my office/craft room as I type this. I have a feeling that when I take Jake out for his morning romp it’ll be an icy winter-like scene. I hope the cows who roam the field behind my house have bedded down in the barn tonight!


