It's a galloping zero degrees at my place this a.m., although some points in town are reporting as high as 14 ... they're just not trying hard enough, I reckon.
The skies are mostly clear, and we have a nice carpet of snow, which factors account for the cooler temps. Come next month, we'll be having our annual round of subzero highs.
I know most folks don't like it that cold, but I have to tell you: it's beautiful. The snow is crunchy and crystalline, and sparkles like millions of tiny diamonds. When the sun comes out, it's blinding but beautiful. Fog, when it happens, forms ice crystals on contact, and each car on the road creates its own cloud of steam. Sitting at the stoplights, the intersections are all but obscured.
The frost can grow to a few inches thick, looking like snow ... I love this time of year.
The air here tends to be pretty dry, and -20 feels warmer than 10 above, elsewhere, due to their higher humidity. I have noticed that a severe windchill affects us just like anyone else, but we're better adjusted to low temps. Go figure.
I did'nt set out to write about the beauty of winter, but one only has to see the Chugach Mountains gleaming in the sunlight to understand why we love it so. Here we sit at sea level, looking at 4,000-ft. peaks only three miles away. It's lovely, and I will try to do a better job of showing that in upcoming photos.
Y'all come up and see us sometime, hear?
2 comments:
Zero ain't bad..good weather to do some bird hunting. It is when it gets below minus40F and the ice fog sets in that it gets just plumb miserable
I hear you ... and we don't have to go too much farther north to experience those temps. For good or for bad, Cook Inlet keeps Anchorage from getting that cold. The coldest I've seen here is -23.
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