Well, not exactly, but parts of town got power-plant snow, or “industrial snow” yesterday. It’s what happens when something – a factory, power-plant, or the like – produces a lot of steam, and the atmosphere is just right for it to condense into snow flakes rather than becoming clouds alone. Parts of the city got dusted, other parts got enough to make very slick roads, and most of town got nothing.
Borger sees it more often, because of how the town grew around various industrial areas. They also get rain from their plants. Day Job got nothing but low clouds, RedQuarters got a dusting, and parts north and east had roads that were slicker than buttered glass.
We’ve had low clouds and freezing fog for three days now, thanks to some moisture from the southeast and true Arctic air from the north. This weekend is supposed to be the longest prolonged serious cold in several years. Whee. Joy. Water mains breaking, that sort of fun.
It’s 20F, (-4 C) and might break freezing tomorrow. Then we’ll be below freezing until late next week, some of that below 0 F.
Do NOT try to tell me that this is because of global warming. Or Anthropogenic Climate Change. I am not in the mood. My toes are cold, my truck is cold, and my classroom is an icebox (a fresh-air intake empties into my room.)
Actually your weather probably means Al Gore is giving a speech somewhere… 🙂
I hear Texas has nice weather sometimes.
Sometimes for several consecutive minutes!
December and much of January were lovely. Which means that we’re getting paybacks.
It’s a regional folk-knowledge rule that good weather and bad weather balance out. So if we have some crisp, chilly but not too bad days, everyone starts bracing for storms, bitter cold, and the like. Academically it’s not true, but “everyone knows” that’s how it works.
Take Care!
My forecast is “Thursday afternoon to Saturday afternoon, 3-6″ snow, 1-2″ ice.” We’ll see…
It’s up a bit past 1″ so far.
Yep, and you’re going to send it down here, aren’t you??? I’m breaking out the arctic gear just in case… -3 on Monday? Really???
Me, several weeks ago: “This Carhartt jacket is a wasteful amount of money, and a ridiculous purchase! I live in Texas! But I need it right now, so I’ll get it.”
Me, now: typing on computer huddled in Carhartt jacket, stopping to curl hands around coffee mug: “Looks like I got true cold-weather gear just in time! Should have gotten the overalls, too. What is this negative number dreck? I left Alaska!”
Alaska just dropped in to say ‘hi!’
When I was a kid in Sacramento, my parents would drive us up to the mountains to the snow line so we could play in the snow. Then we drove back home. Snow stayed in its place; it didn’t come to visit. Moving elsewhere later, I got the unwelcome realization that a couple of hours playing in the snow was one thing, but when several feet came for weeks at a time, it was no fun at all…
We are experiencing the sort of occasional weather which justifies getting out and dusting off all the cold-weather clothing — parkas, gloves, mufflers, long underwear, etc, which we wore for months at a stretch when we lived in Utah — that we stashed away when we moved to Texas.
And I am so enormously glad that the new windows were installed last Saturday in Chez Hayes, when it was brisk and fair outside. We got them just in time …
“Partly cloudy? Partly clouldy? I’ve got six inches of ‘partly cloudy’ in my driveway!” I heard it from sportscaster Howie Rose, but it sounds like something Jackie Gleason would have first said.
That sounds like the couple of years when I was moving “locally 18+” out of the driveway, using the shovel and snowblower to break 24″ down to something manageable at the start, like perhaps a foot. Those years were full silk underlayers and full water-resistant outerlayers, but hands and feet still got cold.
$SPOUSE saw the radar loop one winter day on the weather channel. Most of the Pacific NW was clear, but a tiny spot of recipitation was circleing in S Oregon. Right on top of us. We had snow all day long.
Good times; we really could use the moisture. I miss 2008, when we had 6′ high banks of piled snow. OTOH, I don’t miss the 1″ thick skating rink that formed on the driveway.