The view from my bedroom window..a rare phenomenon

It’s not the view that is rare but the result of a rare phenomenon called THUNDERSNOW

My bedroom window overlooks my balcony and directly next to it is a huge old tree. It is the only one remaining so close to the building so I count myself very lucky. In the heat of summer it shades my outside space and lends a park-like aura to my digs.

Yesterday, yet another ‘winter storm’ was predicted, and after most I find myself thinking that in my youth it was just called snow. No drama. Just snow.

But it turned out to be something else.

The ‘storm’ started at five in the evening as predicted, which is amazing in its accuracy, with small flurries that quickly became side-driving sleet, then full out snow. The winds were fierce.

I sat knitting, listening to an audiobook, David Baldacci’s End Game, and caught what seemed to be a flash of lightning. My large living room window was sans covering for Miss Rosie’s viewing pleasure.

Miss Rosie O’Grady my Christmas gift who believes she is the boss of mi Casa, and it would seem she is. Funny thing is that I have never been one to ooooh and aaaah over babies and pets, but since I got I have been doing exactly that!

As you will see from the link above Thundersnow with heavy lightening and thunder is rare. And the sound is supposed to be muffled by the heavy snowfall, but last night the thunder roared and rumbled and went on for what seemed a long time. It sounded like bombs going off. The lightning frequent and white and blue.

Quite a show laced with wonder and the tiniest tinge of fear? Maybe not, but consternation for sure.

This morning:

The next amazing sight this morning, whom I do not know, but looking out I saw this:

Yup, he is shovelling his roof. The guard rail that was there last year came down when he had work done on the roof. I couldn’t look!

So, unlike many who must dig themselves out, and others who must drive, I can enjoy the view.

So, from North of 43 I bid you adieu as I sip my coffee and contemplate doing some domestic chores with gusto. (I am waiting for gusto to arrive!)

Chris G Saturday March 4th ’23

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