ANOTHER TEXAS SNOW EXPERIENCE

Since it is still very very cold and snowy, I recall that several years ago, on a Thursday early afternoon snow flurries began at 12:30 p.m.  

At the moment, I really didn’t think anything about it, especially since at 1 p.m. I had a class to teach, and Kenneth had his office hours.  But by the time 2 p.m. rolled around, the President of our University announced the early closing of the Campus due to the weather. 

By the time my husband and I got our stuff together and left the building to walk to our vehicle (the only car left in the parking lot)  the snow was quite deep, and the driving quite dangerous!  It was extremely difficult maneuvering the parking lot and the surface streets were even worse  . . .  (no snow plows in our neck of the woods).

Although this scenario looked very picturesque, and was very much reminiscent of a traditional New England snowstorm with snowflakes as large as triple-sized cotton balls (the perfect snow for making a snowman), the driving was treacherous: there were fender benders as well as serious accidents both on and off the interstate highways; icy branches were falling from some of the trees, and (in the city of Denton) there were several 18 wheeler trucks (on the interstate) that had jack-knifed.  Snow accumulation was about 1 foot.with drifts two to tree times higher. 

We were fortunate to arrive safely at the only vacancy in Denton conveniently located close to the Freeway entrace (despite  the fact that the only update this flea bag motel had  were their Ritz Cartlton prices) and within walking distance to a charming country cooking type of restaurant where customers can sit in rocking chairs and play the game of checkers [already set up (on a cracker-barrel), waiting for, you guessed it, Kenneth, the veteran checker player to win]!

The following day, we were able to maneuver the rural roads with steep incline  to reach our home . . .  the pastures covered with snow . . . quite a pretty picture..