Back on the block of La Casa del Terror, snow drifts were already piling high--this one, at the alley behind my building, was already around three feet high, and the storm wasn't even at its full fury yet.
Even though the wind was blowing out of the northeast at a steady 30 miles per hour (with recorded gusts up to 70 mph), my front door and windows were spray-painted with snow.
Olivia usually ignores the weather unless there's a bad thunderstorm, in which case she'll run and hide (an unfortunate habit she picked up from Ms. Christopher). On this occasion, though, she sat fascinated at the window as the drifts built, the winds swirled and the trees swayed in the gale.
When the thundersnow arrived sometime after ten--right around the time that I got a text telling me that my workplace would be closed Wednesday (snow day!)--Li'l Ms. O stopped feeling fascination and ran for cover.
3 comments:
This is a great photo. It fascinates me to see animals so interested in the weather.
It looks like she's doing her best Hitchcock impression.
Good even-ning, Olivia.
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