life on a hill

Living in a house on a hill can have its perks. You're usually out of the flood plain, you might be privy to a nice view, and during snowy weather, if you've already made it back up the hill in question, you just might get to take a day off of school or work. Such was the case for me, yesterday. The flurries were flying all day in Seattle, but not sticking at all. I kept thinking of the big hill I have to drive up to get to my house in the netherlands of Pierce county and that if snow turned to ice, I'd have a long walk ahead of me. You see, this is one mother of a hill. And as I was driving home last night, I turned up it with a deep breath and a heavy push on the accelerator. It was just raining a cold rain at the time and no snow was on the ground. But as I twisted and turned up the hill, the rain gave away to snow and the ground was a powdery white. I drove slowly and with caution and made it safely to the top of the hill and home. But the snow continued through the night and gave me justification to stay home today and I'm enjoying the bright light reflecting off the snow as I drink my coffee and try to amp myself up for studying.

The cat is very interested in going out and sniffing the snow, but certainly not letting it touch her paws. She had a brief session outside earlier and hastily returned to the warm kitchen. She seems to have forgotten this and woefully waits to be let out again. Another cat, a neighborly orange one, obviously has no qualms about paws on snow and has left evidence of the fact through the snow field that is the backyard.



She's not really looking at snow in this photo, but looking at birds she wants to eat. Both require going outside and, in her mind, might be the same thing.