Yesterday was the day we’d been waiting for all winter! At last, at so very long last, snow had arrived!
I know that a girl born and raised in South Dakota should not feel like this. I should hate the very sight of snow, surely. I’m sure I would if I lived in a place that had snow all winter long. Here in southern Spain, we get a lot of rain and miserable weather in the winter, or at least we do on our mountain! So when we get a covering of pristine white snow, we get pretty excited.
We woke up to a winter wonderland yesterday morning, so outside we all went. That’s right, folks, before coffee! (Normally, Kenton is careful never to arrange for me to do anything before coffee!) Those readers who know me well know that that little fact is pretty shocking in itself, but this morning I not only went out voluntarily, I also operated machinery ! OK, it was only a little video camera, but still…
It was a great walk, we crunched through the snow, and our footprints were the only ones in sight. The dogs were in canine heaven.
Photos and video were taken, of course, and distributed to the world on Facebook.
Then, later, we stopped at Juanjo’s for a coffee, just to see what was going on there. As usual, snow in the Sierra inspired all the lunatics from the coast to come up to the Mountain, and yesterday was even worse, as it was a bank holiday. There were people and cars everywhere! Mostly with no jackets, they trundled around taking photos with iPhones, carrying umbrellas for protection from the snow and hail. Madness!
Juanjo’s was jam-packed, all tables full with 25 or so lined up at the bar. Emergency staff had been recruited, and tempers were frayed. I saw the look on Juanjo’s face – pleased at the business, irritated at the crowd, and a small bit of panic in case food ran out. And every other restaurant in town was the same, packed to the rafters with hikers and sight-seers!
Just another snow day in the Sierra!