Winter comes early to Gas Valley
Life shifted into a different, slower gear last Tuesday morning as winter, real winter (you remember winter, don’t you?) announced itself a little early, transforming Gas Valley overnight with five inches of wet, heavy snow. There had been no wind. The sticky snow stacked itself thin on every tree branch and twig. Our car and trucks sported big white hats. The clutter of tires, tools and trash in front of the garage were anonymous white bumps. The yuccas were frozen white explosions; the forsythia, ocean waves stopped in mid-crest. Even the weeds and briars pretended elegance, ...