Watching the Weather channel is always a shocker. My
Mid-west family are having temperatures in the high-50s, for now. My Swiss family (which includes a new baby
boy) have zoomed from -2 all the way up to 28 deg. Our five-year drought has been ended with
days and days of rain, with feet and feet of snow in mountains surrounding us.
My oldest daughter spent a week in Switzerland helping
with care of little man Jamie and 4.5 year-old Benjamin. She did not expect the slam-in-your face
snow.
Eskimos have bunches of names for snow. Mid-westerners have their own descriptions of
snow, some of them unrepeatable. But Switzerland snow?
This is her observation:
Snowflakes on the cuff of my jacket. I've never been anywhere they didn't melt as soon as they made contact. Flakes are the size of 1/4 grain of rice.
Back in sunny California and it's hailing. One impression left from Switzerland was the silence. The snow muffled everything. Right now the house feels like it's being attacked by the storm and the noise is deafening.
Good to have her home.
