inclement weather

There's a trite old saying that goes, "If you don't like the weather in Texas, just wait five minutes, and it'll change." It never seems to be the case in the summertime, when I long for rain because the variety helps keep me sane, but this past week seems to live up to the saying.

The weekend was gorgeous, thankfully, after a long week of wet and miserable days. Highs were in the 70s, and we spent most of Saturday and part of Sunday out enjoying the beautiful day.

By Monday, it was chilly and wet again, but no one expected the ice storm that ensued. I haven't seen this much ice in Austin ever -- and it hasn't melted yet. We in Texas are notorious for our inability to deal with "inclement weather." Although we've had freezing temperatures a couple of nights this winter, they were dry evenings, so there was no precipitation to freeze on the roadways. Once water starts freezing on the roads, the city shuts down. Always. There are always so many collisions in a short period of time that there's no other option, really.

I can't say that I minded the unexpected day off from work.

I spent much of the morning outside in my pajamas taking pictures of the ice. It's quite the novelty in my neck of the woods. Care to see why? Compare the picture from Saturday with those from Monday and Tuesday.