Snow in August!

It's true, it's true! This evening we were driving back from the yacht club through an incredible cloudscape. It was about 8 pm - the sun was setting, to a largely clear sky in the west in sharp contrast to the other horizons. To the north, huge, towering clouds had formed in the sky, with white tops and blue-gray flat bottoms. Below the bottoms of some you could see slanted shapes of gray stream to the ground - intense rain showers. Lightning could be seen in many directions off in the distance. The combination of the reddish-warm sunlight to the great grey clouds was eerie and surreal.

When we drove to the top of the hill approaching Victor, I felt disoriented, although I could not at first discern why. Everything seemed normal, yet not normal. Then it struck me - those white piles in the ditches on each side of the road were SNOW! Not just here and there - continuously, with patches of white also seen in much of the grass. After we descended into Victor village, it was gone again, left as only a memory (or was it an illusion?)

Of course it must have been fine hale from one of those storms we watched at a distance as we drove to the north. But, if for only a minute or so, I had the strongest urge to stop the car and dance -- dance for the snow. The girls got it too - they had already started singing a loud song - снег идёт! снег идёт!