Loose Definitions

It was close to 80 degrees here in Pasadena today. But it did snow here recently. About a week and a half ago, on an unseasonably cold Saturday afternoon.

I mentioned this at lunch with some friends this weekend... neither of these friends is lucky enough to have been born and raised in Southern California... needless to say, said storm and resulting cold white stuff did not meet their strict definition of snow. I had no idea there was a hard and fast rule about such things. All I know is that it was really cold - Below 40 degrees - and suddenly the rain/hail was no longer noisy... it was calmly floating to the ground just like it does in the movies. And all of Los Angeles stood still for just a little while because let's face it, LA doesn't know how to handle driving in a misty rain.

Snow, not the Hollywood kind, confounds us here. We forget how to drive.

My lunch companions said that LA's reaction to a cold rain storm says more about LA's coddled (wimpy) residents than it does about the weather which was - they acted like they were being generous with this definition - a storm that produced tiny hale pellets and nothing more. At this point in the conversation, it was as if they were telling me that the holocaust never happened... or that Elvis is really still alive.

At the risk of sounding defensive, I saw it. It was cold and white and stuck for more than a few hours. I call that snow. I'm sure some of you will disagree with me. I know what I saw.

I've included a video of this historic snowfall as proof. (The video was not done by me.)

Snow in Los Angeles, February 26, 2011