Yesterday’s weather forecasters were so funny, but I don’t think they meant to be. In the course of an hour, the first one said, “Oh, it looks like a blizzard is going to pound our city.” About 15 minutes later on his next report, he said, “Well, folks, I don’t think we’ll see more than a couple of inches of the white stuff, so no worry after all.” On his next appearance, he said, “The satellite programs are now showing that the storm is going to miss us completely, but the coastline will see some snow.” This morning’s paper ran this very short blurb, “I blew it, yes, I blew it.”
It started snowing a little after 2pm yesterday and has never stopped. The news says we’re at almost a visibility of 0, but I can see up the street, into my back yard, my neighbors, and even the squirrel that’s running the cable wire. Maybe that newscaster is the same person doing the weather from yesterday. Well, he’s having fun so we’ll leave him alone. I will mention that yesterday before the snow even dropped the first flake, our governor declared a state of emergency. I am still laughing. Watching all the affiliates of major stations on our local system is like watching a game of Can You Top This.
Now the snow is coming down fast and furiously and it’s very beautiful, but the newest report is calling for another 6 inches of the stuff today. In this latest report, the weatherman said, “Did you know that historically we only see a white Christmas here every 20 years or so”, only to be followed up by his cohort saying in the same breath, “Well, if you recall, last year at Christmas we had over 30 inches of snow”, and the first weatherman could only reply, “Oh yeah, that’s right. Well, there goes that theory.” I tell you, the news has been a joy to watch today and I’ve gotten some great chuckles. I’m giving today’s prize to guy #2.
The little birds are struggling hard to find food today. I could see them under the Leland Cypress scratching away at the snow for a glimpse of a seed or two. I went outside on my back porch and took a big platter of seed and a couple of saucers of water for them. One of them must have been a lookout and sounded the announcement to the rest because about 5 minutes later, my porch was swamped with all sorts of birds. Darn shame I couldn’t get a photo of them without them flying away. I tried and tried but they always saw that camera. It’s ok. They have food now and Sam and Lucy have something to watch to occupy their time. They were sick of the TV weathermen anyway.