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Winter flexes its muscle

Winter flexes its muscle

Posted By Sunny Lockwood

We didn’t see the full moon last night. The one that was 14 percent larger than usual and 30 percent brighter.

We would have loved to see it. But the weather did not cooperate.

A winter storm blustered across northern California, pouring rain and hail and snow, blowing down trees, tipping over billboards, flooding roadways and making life generally miserable.

Today, March 20, is supposed to be the first day of spring, but the winter storm continues to ignore the calendar. My friend, Linda Clark, who lives a little farther up the mountain, says she’s gotten more than a foot of snow in the last 24 hours.

What’s going on here? Back on Feb. 2, didn’t Punxsutawney Phil (the only weather forecasting groundhog) promise an early spring this year? I think he did. And as far as our neighborhood goes, he was totally wrong.

The poor sheep out in the field are about 30 pounds heavier, their saturated wool making them appear fat and happy, although I’m sure they’re tired of all that extra weight.

Nearby gulches are swollen with brown roiling water. New streams are crisscrossing the meadows, tumbling down hillsides and twisting around old oaks. So far this weekend, about two-and-a-half inches of rain has fallen in and around Angels Camp. And more is on the way.

The National Weather Service (out of Sacramento, California) has issued a small stream flood advisory for our foothill region. It also forecasts rain for most of next week. Cold rain. That means snow is likely up the mountain.

I’m weary of the cold rain and angry gray skies. Winter clouds rest themselves on the top of our hill. Our windows run with tears.

But I feel guilty complaining about our weather whenever I think of the Japanese people who have lost everything to the elements.

So, to lighten my wintry mood, I look at the photos I recently took of our fabulous sky after a series of winter storms blew through.

On that afternoon, the blue was piled high with sunbright clouds. I’ll post one of the pictures I took so you can see for yourself nature’s matchless beauty. We’ve seen enough of its horror.



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