The Ice Man Cometh

We are having our first major winter event tonight, and it is ice! That's right a light mist, drizzle, what ever you want to call it has been falling for several hours now. With the air temperature at 25 degrees, everything is frozen. There is probably about 0.25" of ice covering the streets and sidewalks right now. It is supposed to accumulate between 0.50"-1.5" of pure ice by late Tuesday.
1.5" of ice will begin to break tree limbs and take down some power lines. Needless to say, I will not be going to work in the morning. That's not an altogether bad thing. It's like a snow day, except that it is truly too dangerous to get out and drive around. I suspect that some people will be without power before this storm passes. All of that pink you see in the Rogers/Fayetteville area is freezing rain.

Snow Day Part Deaux

Here is the snowman the two older grand daughers built while I was at work. He was nearly gone by the time I got home. Nana took this picture right after the girls finished Frosty.

Snow Day

Yesterday the weather forecast called for four to eight inches of snow in the area. Since that is about the average large snowfall for us, it was assumed that school would probably be closed today. The snow didn't actually start until around midnight and we got much closer to the four inches than we did the eight inches. The center of the storm was south and east of us, and it dumped as much as fourteen inches on some people. It is a very rare occurrence for Arkansas to get fourteen inches of snow in one storm anytime! Well, like I said, we got our four inches, school was closed today and we prepared by inviting two of the grand daughters to come out last night and spend the night. We got the two oldest.
By six o'clock this morning, the announcement had been made that school was closed, so the girls got to sleep in. Once they got up for the day we had breakfast. Breakfast at Nana's house is a must for the grand kids. It includes bacon, eggs, biscuits, gravy, and a choice of apricot or blackberry jelly. The oldest grand daughter will be 12 in a couple of weeks and Nana has been fixing her "kids coffee" for several years now. She thinks it is something special! But, that's what Nana's house is all about. I remember my grandmother preparing coffee for me when I was no more than seven or eight years of age. I know it was about 75% milk and 25% coffee, but that didn't matter. I thought I was something special, having morning coffee with grandma and grandpa.
I came to work a little late, giving the sun time to melt most of the snow off of the roads, since the county road department is not the best nor the most experienced snow removal crew in the world. When I left the house Nana and the girls were ready to dress the snowman that they had made in the front yard. If Frosty is still alive when I get home, I'll post a picture.