PatchesVille
There was a lot of snow on the mountains over in that slanted, northern-most part of Lotusland this morning, presumably dropped by last night's storm that also washed the flotsam and jetsam of the Grey Cup revelry into False Creek down at sea level.
Unfortunately, because I had to rush down into the bowels of the hospital-industrial complex first thing this morning for a thesis defense, I didn't get a picture of those mountains (although I'm sure NVG was walking all over them!).
Later, as the noon o'clock hour approached, I was riding my way up onto the pointy grey plateau and what did I see in the shadows but little patches of the white stuff, one of which is pictured above.
Winter, such as it is in these parts, is on us my friends.
And what would be the point of this little F-Troop-listed 'Blog of the Olds' if we didn't discuss the obviousities of the weather occasionally.
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Subheader?...Pretty much every time LeBeau, Newkirk and/or Carter, etc., popped the lid on a tunnel and poked their heads out before heading off into town to do pretty much whatever they wanted there would always be little snowy patches, just like the one shown above, scattered about on the ground...Apparently, it was always just about, but not quite, winter at Stalag 13.
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2 comments:
Hail or Snow, I heard there was plenty of solid h2o flying around last night. Also thunder and lightning, very very frightening!
Ya - might have been hail from what one of the denizens of the pointy grey bit mentioned later this afternoon.
That lightning was something...I was out in it for a bit on my way to the grocery store...big forks over towards the Southern flatlands 10 one-thousands (~2 miles?) away.
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