Skiers rejoice in powder. Single digit air combined with moisture makes for happy folks on Killington mountain, boasting they have the best conditions in North America today. Outside our door, snow removers scratch their heads wondering where to put the stuff. One pile by the church door looks down on me already.
I dubbed the three-day storm a slow motion blizzard. The way cold captures the moisture as snow and ice slows the hydrologic cycle. This precipitation will not go downstream for awhile. But water will morph, given any opportunity. On one of the colder mornings last week, mist rose from the small open lead round the bend. The sight brought all three states of H20 into the same frame, and demonstrated the power its has to transform in a heartbeat from one to another.
Upriver the sun
ached, bore through thinning clouds
promising return.
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