Usually when I advise someone to “take a picture, it’ll last longer,” I’m being sarcastic. This time though, I was being practical. Austin normally gets ice storms and flooding rains. So, when I prepared the living room for my daily virtual yoga class and witnessed a light dusting of snow, I figured it would melt away by the time the class ended.
I readied the camera on my phone, so I could snap two quick pictures.
A dusting of snow may be delightful, but not the cold weather.
I barely stepped outside.
My parents have two fabulously descriptive phrases to communicate “it’s cold outside:” “The hawk is out” and, my personal favorite, “It’s colder than a witch’s tit.”
Now for once, I was wrong.
Not only had the snow lasted by the time yoga ended, it was still snowing. If I were a child, I would have bundled up and gone outside to make snow angels. Adult me enjoyed the phenomenon from the cozy warm comfort of my apartment.
Some joked about how the kids were missing out on the true joy of a snow day, which is the cancellation of school and getting to stay home. The world has truly turned upside down and to prove it, it snowed in Austin.