Bert oh Bert....
A snow flurry in the PNW just about puts everyone into a panic. Everyone rushes to the store to get "supplies" to last the winter and children are expected to be home from school and adults from work. Unless of course, you work in the hospital...then you had to get there no matter what. Didn't matter which hill you needed to climb and how many inches of snow was there. One year (in Seattle)...I couldn't make it, the cab couldn't make it, and I kept falling trying to walk the hill. (Masochistic are we not?)
When I lived in Buffalo, NY...it was just the opposite...even a foot of snow was just a bit of "lake effect". You continued through your day as if nothing happned...until were pulled into a snowball fight that is.
Barbara ~ who prefers a bit of snow if she can stay home and watch the silly people try and make it up her hill (though she has been known to go out and assist an assorted few in their attempts to get home).
Oh...there is only one plow - the other went to Portland
