Editorial: How she howls
Last week's wild weather throughout the area highlighted the unpredictability of Mother Nature. We wallowed through a green Christmas and blubbered through a balmy New Year's Day wondering just where our winter went.
And then, just when the spring bulbs were starting to push little bits of green out of the ground, we got our answer.
The snow we were craving came. All at once.
And while Chilliwack was covered in a cozy blanket, and Hope was drowned in foot after foot of powder, Agassiz experienced its own form of winter.
Wind. Driving, blowing, loud, howling, unrelenting wind.
So much wind that visibility varied from slim to nothing at all. Dry, icy snow blasted through the air, from Mt. Woodside to Harrison Hot Springs Road, to the bridge. Trains crept down the tracks, businesses closed, schools didn't dare ask children to come to class.
For days, it seems, the entire community curled up and waited out the storm. If driving throughout the Fraser Valley was a crap shoot, managing Agassiz roads was a game of Russian roulette. One minute you could see the roads, the trees, the sky. The next, complete whiteout.
Yes, this little winter blast definitely served as a reminder that when Mother Nature wants to be heard, all she has to do is yell.
As we all clean up from the storm, remember that she's not done yet. All that snow, and the rain that's followed, will have to go somewhere. Let's just enjoy this reprieve, and be prepared for her next tantrum.