Once upon a time I worked for a radio and television combine in North Dakota. One of the radio announcers, Bill Drilling, who I've long since lost track of, coined that phrase - celestial dandruff - to describe snowfall. There were plenty of times to use that term in North Dakota. Not so many in Arizona. But today, on this last day of 2014, we have a fairly rare winter storm beginning.
Regular readers of this blog will know there's a town and a mountain range out there but a whiteout has eclipsed them this morning.
Closer to home . . .
"I took the road less traveled."
The snow is forecast to continue through tonight and tomorrow with an expected total of 6 to 12 inches in the area. That changes New Years Eve plans for lots of people, including the BRD and her Beau Jack. They have decided to stay in and celebrate around a warm fire. We, too, will be home and warm though we gave up plans for going to New Years Eve parties many years ago.
But for those who may be celebrating a little too much tonight, whether home or away, here's something to begin the New Year.
Dr. Taylor is a distant relative of mine. My father and grandfather discovered him in 1948 when they made a trip back to New England searching for ancestors and their descendants. This doctor was also an amateur genealogist and later sent us an extensive family tree, tracing the Taylors back to Yarmouth, Massachusetts in 1630.
And, apparently, he got some of the drunks off the street.
Have a safe and happy new year, folks.