Quite often I dodge the weather conversation with those that haven't spent much time in Colorado. The majority of the time the question arises, don't you get so much snow, how do you handle all the snow? You see, it's sort of a fallacy that Colorado is a year round winter wonderland.
Snow sometimes in June, like the day before my wedding, yes. Snow of mass proportions two years ago when I had a newborn and needed to get to the doctor, yes. Snow on Christmas Day this year, no.
Now don't get me wrong, the snow that falls in the Rocky Mountains keeps the rivers flowing from the Continental Divide all the way to the Atlantic and Pacific Oceans respectively. But I live on the Front Range. Nestled close to the Foothills, not in the mountains. Our weather is desirably milder and we even boast over 300 days of sunshine a year.
But last night, was a miserable night. We had the most intense winds that I recall in quite sometime. Or like ever. Our location to the mountains creates intense wind when there is dramatic temperature change, fronts, and all that meteorological lingo I can't quite recall. In my terms, the windows were flexing, the lawn chairs were flying, tree branches were reaching their rubber-like capacity. Eventually they are going to snap. So I barely slept in fear that a limb from our ginormous Cottonwood Tree was going to break and land on the roof above my head. Our bedroom is in the back and we have lost a couple hundred pound limb before during a bad ice storm. It did some damage, but more importantly left a mental scar.
Wind arrives, fear sets in. I should be calm and settled knowing how difficult it was to actually remove a Cottonwood Tree over the summer from our front yard. The darn thing didn't want down. The roots of a Cottonwood are deep, the strength and beauty of the tree is admiring, but I still fear mother nature when she unleashes her wrath in the form of wind.
Those lovely news weather forecasters, predicting more wind tonight. 11pm to 11am, high wind advisory for my town. Gulp.
Head under pillow, I am off.