We’re in the midst of some pretty grim weather for New Mexico. It snowed a little Thursday night, just slushy stuff, after a good long rain. Friday morning the clouds were down to tree-top level and stayed there all day. The air was wet and cold. You couldn’t see the mountains. The dirt road was beyond redemption. I know because I drove into Ranchos to pick up a package at the post office and had to navigate around the flooded craters.
The thing is, this is just an interlude. The real snow, six to ten inches of it, comes on Sunday. Maybe. And then some more on Monday, after which we see the sun again. Stretching out the blow makes a fellow tense and squirmy. We need a little sunlight, though. It pulls me through the fogged-up windows out into the universe, otherwise I fall into the trap. As my wife asked last night while I fidgeted beside the Ashley, warming up my butt: “Are you going to go online?”
“Uh, maybe. Why do you ask?”
“You’ve got that look…”
“software-equals-God guys. ” I like that, it’s appropriate.
It could be worse, you could be here in North Texas where the sun has hardly peeked out the past week and instead of snow we’re having an ice storm the next two days. The TV weatherguessers are predicting sunshine by Thanksgiving. I’ll be thankful for that.
Yeah man. People jumping on me because humans don’t drive as well as autonomous machines, supposedly. Hard to believe what they’re willing to give up.
The title of the post is intentionally ironic, of course (and the sun is actually coming out a little bit right now). But even one full day without at least a patch of blue is awfully rare here in NM, and that’s what one gets used to. Back in MD or where my wife is from in Iowa, a couple weeks of overcast this time of year isn’t unusual at all. And to think I was actually wondering about moving to the Pacific Northwest! I must be out of my mind.