First watch, 8 bells (12:17 am)
It started snowing in Coeur d’Alene early yesterday afternoon, sometime shortly after lunch, and by the time I got back to the parking lot (Lorien and I went out to a movie), my car was buried under three inches of snow. The roads are terribly slick and dangerous.
I drove home, dreading every mile and how much time it would take to shovel the snow off my driveway, when much to my surprise the snow stopped, and by the time I got home there was barely a quarter inch over only some parts of the driveway. I still cleaned it up, but it was a pleasant surprise.
It is odd, though, how different the weather can be in about a 5 mile radius.