Sunday, December 21, 2008


Snow

The weather sure can change everything here. In one week, I went from a teaching/preaching/visiting/choir-training/administrative-task-completing, parish priest, to ... [quite simply] ... a snow-shoveling parish priest. Each successive snow storm has come through and blasted our area, adding new layers. The snow shovel and I have become very well acquainted. I shovel the snow for the sakes of whomever might show up at Church, first of all so they can get up the driveway, and secondly so they don't have to tramp through snow drifts from the car to the Church. As it turns out, there have been very few, hardy souls, to take advantage of my new line of work. We just don't deal with snow that well here in Seattle, and most people stay home except for pressing emergencies. On a positive note, we did not get the horrendous windstorm that was being forecast last evening. Had the storm come to fruition, there would have been days & days of no power, lights or heat, as the Fir Trees toppled onto power lines everywhere throughout the region.


Would someone please "upload me" to Hawaii, right now?

3 Comments:

Blogger Anglican Parish Priest said...

"I have learned in whatsoever state I am, therewith to be content." - Saint Paul

That's great, St. Paul, but it sure would be nice if the state was the State of Hawaii, rather than Washington. Or, how about Arizona...

6:13 PM  
Blogger Continuing Home said...

Hawaii is really great, I am told, this time of year. But take it from me that June (my one visit) can be miserable -- the instant you're out of the wind you are soaked in perspiration and beset by inspiration for milder and cooler climes. Also, my stay in Hawaii demonstrated that it is possible for rain to appear from clear blue skies, from "thin air" no more than a hundred meters up. Add that to the humidity...

Aridzona is another issue. Too much is hard on fair Irish skin, but maybe we could work a short midwinter priest exchange...?

Keep praying; we may yet have a typical PNW winter featuring our world-reknown lovely dark skies, drizzle, mild winds and the kind of weather that grows moss on everything that doesn't move, and half of what does. What could be more Irish?

7:03 PM  
Blogger Anglican Parish Priest said...

What could be more Irish ... ? Nothing, I suppose, other than a fireplace with a Peat Fire burning, and a hot cup of Coffee with a shot of Bailey's.

8:24 PM  

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