crispy realization

I was in a fey mood this afternoon so I drove out to Fishersville to return an item and pick up some legwarmers, which you wouldn't think are a thing but definitely are important to me surviving the icehaus. I've been really into driving lately.

Anyway, it was strange because at first I thought there was mist or low-hanging clouds on the mountains, but after a bit, I realized it was snowing up there. Down in the valley, it was very sunny, although with intermittent bands of dark storm clouds. Then it started to flurry, despite the obvious blue sky.

By the time I was driving back up 81 to Staunton, I hit basically a wall of hard snow. As I pulled off the exit into my town, it looked to have been snowing heavily the whole time I had been gone. The sky was still blue in patches, but it was coming down really fast and the ground was lightly covered. Also, I guess a waterline had broken, so there was water just pouring out of a hydrant and one lone cop there looking sort of frozen and confused. The whole right lane was a river. It was like the entire city had come under an enchantment or something. I half-expected to get home and find 100 years had passed while I was in Target.

That said, I did get some very nice body wash.

Here is my favorite picture of the rooftops of Staunton in the snow, for a bit of reference to the transformation power. It really does lovely things to this city.