Wayback Wednesday: Snow Angel

Making a snow angel at the Capitol, February 2003.
Making a snow angel at the Capitol, February 2003.

In honor of today’s snowstorm – which yielded an early dismissal from work today (one I am glad I took advantage of; all hell apparently broke loose on Metro shortly after I got home) and which I hope is setting us up for a snow day tomorrow – the wayback machine landed on my first big DC snowstorm, over Presidents’ Day weekend in 2003.

Even eight years after the fact, that storm remains memorable, and not just because it was the first decent snowfall in the five years I had lived in DC at that point. I moved that weekend, and believe me, there is nothing like driving a crappy rental moving truck in the legendary Mid-Atlantic wintry mix to sear an event into your memory. And, of course, a new home means none of the amenities of an established place. Translation: no cable. I can trace my Buffy the Vampire Slayer addiction to that storm, as my roommate Heidi’s VHS tapes of a “best of” Buffy marathon got us through what eventually became a four-day weekend without live television or the Internet.

The storm provided an opportunity for more than new-roommate bonding – I finally got to do something I had, for reasons I can no longer remember, decided I absolutely had to do: make a snow angel in front of the Capitol. Heidi came along to take a picture for me – because if I didn’t have a photo, how could I ever prove I had done such a thing, right? (I know. What a renegade with that snow angel making.)

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Sunday Snapshots: Hot, Hot Heat

It seems hard to believe that it was less than six months ago that I was trapped in my apartment during Snowmageddon, posting pictures of the ever-increasing piles of snow outside. I’m (mostly) housebound once again this weekend, but for exactly the opposite reason. Our record-breaking heat reaching new levels of steamy awfulness, and I decided after three hours of errands yesterday afternoon that I was staying inside for the rest of the weekend.*

One thing snow has going for it over heat is visual impact. The pictures I took during Snowmageddon were worth their proverbial thousand words in describing the situation. But because photos can’t capture the heat radiating off of everything, they do little to illustrate how miserable this record-breaking heatwave has been. I suppose I could have taken a self-portrait yesterday afternoon upon returning from Eastern Market, but I’m not sufficiently ego-free as to put a red-faced, sweat-soaked image of myself out there voluntarily.

And so, all I have to prove my point is bank thermostats: one from Dupont Circle (near my office) on Friday evening, and a second from 6th & Pennsylvania Ave SE (about 1/2 mile from home) yesterday afternoon.

Dupont Circle at 6:55 pm on Friday.
Dupont Circle at 6:55 pm on Friday.
Corner of 6th & Pennsylvania SE at 2:45 pm on Saturday.
Corner of 6th & Pennsylvania SE at 2:45 pm on Saturday.

Of course, it may all be coming to an end. We just had an epic thunderstorm, and the temperature has dropped about 25 degrees, to a perfectly lovely 75. Of course, the clouds are clearing and the sun is on its way back out, so it will be interesting to see how long it lasts.

Gigantic thunderstorm, Sunday at 3:45 pm.
Gigantic thunderstorm, Sunday at 3:45 pm.

* Before y’all castigate me for my heat wimpiness, remember that I don’t own a car, so three hours of errands includes several miles of walking – some of it schlepping grocery bags. I don’t often get to do the much more pleasant air-conditioned-car-to-air-conditioned-store routine, where time in the heat is determined only by the parking gods. Both heat and cold have a lot more impact when you’re outside for long periods of time.