I don't know how much snow we got officially, but it started snowing early this morning; when I got up at 4:45 the ground was already white, and now it's after midnight and it still hasn't stopped. I've lived in Dallas for 26 years and I've never seen anything close to this much snow here. Tonight I went out to walk in it, a real pleasure for a transplanted Minnesotan like myself, and I hadn't gone half a block before I saw part of a huge live oak down in the street, from the weight of the snow. Finally, I understand why so many live oaks have rather elaborate wires running in their branches...
I worked from home today, and it was a long day of work: I was online at 7:15 and worked pretty much straight through until 6:00, when I took a break to walk through the neighborhood, then I went back on for another 45 minutes, from 7:30 until 8:15. Dreary.
But then I went out into the snow, and everything was muted, not so muted as the twenty inch snowfalls I remember from my childhood in Minnesota, but muted, softened, and it took me back. Down the street, where the live oak had fallen, neighbors were out with a chainsaw, cutting it up and clearing it for the family on whose lawn it stood, because they were away and didn't even know about it. This tree was huge; this was not a small amount of work, but these neighbors were cheerfully sawing up and hauling away this tree in the snow. I took pics for them to give to the insurance company. It was sort of festive, all things considered.
And then I came home and went back to work for a bit in my gameroom, which is where I worked today. It's a great room with a tall pitched ceiling, dark wood wainscoting, a wall of bookcases, and floor to ceiling, dark wood plantation shutters. Today and tonight I've had the shutters open and to look out from that cozy room through the dark wood shutters onto SNOW...it is so beautiful. I can't get over it. I've taken lots of pics, but have yet to figure out how to download and post them on my mac, so they won't accompany this post, and I don't know if they'd convey the magic anyway. But it was sort of an "Aha!" moment for me: it's so beautiful to look out, through the shutters, and see snow.
And my unhappiness with work, and the soft beauty of the snow has got me thinking: Why Dallas? Why stay here?
Maybe it's time to think about moving on.
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My sister called me yesterday evening with an excited report about the snow - at that time there were about nine or ten inches in her yard - she lives in the Swiss Ave/East Dallas neighborhood - where do you live? I read in the online weather news this morning that Dallas/Ft Worth Airport measured a foot of snow.
Dallas can be a hard place to live. I miss it, but what I really miss are my friends and family there, not so much the place itself. Where would you go next? If you could go anywhere at all.
I live in far north Dallas, and I believe we got a foot of snow. I went out early this morning and took pics, for over an hour. It was so beautiful. But I lost electricity a little before 2AM last night; our whole neighborhood went out, and it's still not restored at almost 5PM. Swiss Avenue/East Dallas is gorgeous; I love the houses there, and the neighborhood. If I could go anywhere, I'd go live in the mountains. I love the mountains; any mountains at all; I love the big trees, and the wildflowers in the summer and the snow falls in winter. I feel like I'm ready to make a big change.
Wooooooo Hah!!! These are fabulous photos. I feel like I could step right into them, feel the snow on my head, the cold air on my face. Glad you finally go this photo posting figured out. It's amazing !!!
Great pictures!
Hi thankss for sharing this
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