Well, it didn’t stick, but I’ll bet outside of Prague it did.
When I left the flat this morning, still before the dawn, I noticed that it was a rather damp day. Had rained overnight, apparently. When I got out of the metro, not a half an hour later, there was snow covering the ground. Now, I know that that much didn’t fall that fast. It’s just an example of how localized weather systems can be.
Prague is in a river valley, and we live close enough to the river that, during the flood of 2002, our building was actually IN the river. It’s fairly common that you’ll be enjoying a nice, normal winter without any snow and then you decide to go out of the city for the weekend. Pretty much as soon as you’re past Černy Most all of the fields are covered in that soft, white blanket.
Well, the neighborhood where I was this morning is not actually out of the city at all, but it’s a bit away from the center, and so there was snow. After that class, I went for breakfast at the McDonald’s at Nadraži Holešovice, and this time it was actually snowing, big, puffy, white flakes being whipped around by the wind, so while it was falling, some of it was rising. Very pretty. Wrote this poem:
Raindrops fall, upon the old tin roof,
a sharp, staccato sound
there is not a drop of mercy
as they plummet to the ground
Snowflakes, though, are plump and fluffy
and the wind whips them around
They know how to make an entrance
Waltzing in as if to say
“Now I’m here, the party’s started”
Winter is the time to play
Truth be told, I am not a fan of snow and could quite happily spend a winter without it, but I’m not going to be cynical on first day.