View of Emerald Bay and Fannette Island
I have to admit feeling a bit spoiled earlier this week as the temperatures reached a balmy 62 degrees. Almost warm enough to sunbath (another joke amongst friends). Of course it didn’t last and it was just a distant reminder of warmer months that passed as another winter storm ripped through the “Biggest little city in the world” (Reno, NV) yesterday. While the Sierra Nevada’s added to their snow pack, little Elf’s were rushing around in the valley to conduct their Christmas shopping. Unfortunately they had little time and patience to take precautions in regards to the deteriorating road conditions which caused numerous accidents. By the time I left work late last night my car was spotted in appearance with frozen water droplets that reminded me of a leopard. The drops stood out, raised and white in color against the charcoal gray paint as I stood in front of my temporary disguised vehicle. It looked pretty but I knew it was a sign of dangerous driving conditions ahead. It had snowed, then rain mixed with snow and the parking lot was reflecting the streets lights in a shimmering, slippery sheet of ice. The temperatures plummeted to a freezing 16 degrees, much different than the other day, but luckily the freeway was mostly clear and I made it home safe. Not much has changed this morning and it’s only 19 degrees outside, but the sun is shining which makes all the difference. I pulled the curtains way back to allow the Rays to penetrate deep inside the house and cast golden glows onto everything within their reach. Magic….and as a warrior of the light I’m taking time to notice and reflect in a moment of silence. It may be cold outside but it looks perfectly peaceful and calm. Many would think it’s not good weather to be outside, but as long as there is no icy wind whipping me in the face, (it always gives me a headache), I know I would bundle up and you’ll find me outside. But I’m off to work later on today and I will have to postpone this adventure for another time. There is something magical playing in the snow and you may even work up a sweat if you are snowshoeing. A great workout in itself, beautiful and peaceful.
Today, I remember this beautiful spot just over the mountain range of where I live. Emerald Bay at Lake Tahoe. I came across an article this morning in which was mentioned that Lake Tahoe has returned to its natural rim / fill capacity. Recent storms in the Sierra have added 8,690,131,707 gallons of water to the lake in just two days. It’s hard to wrap your brain around how much water has fallen from the sky. Buckets and buckets full of it, spreading across the land, restoring lake and reservoir levels to its natural beauty, while burying the landscape under a deep snow pack that will feed lakes, rivers and waterfalls for months to come.
“The lake” as I call it for short, remains a busy tourist spot that can get crowded during the summer months, but gains more tranquility and peace for me during the winter when vacations slow down. The road around Emerald Bay is closed from time to time, storm permitting. It’s a great time to snow shoe and marvel in it’s beauty for however long you want, without ever having to take your eyes of the road as you pass through in the car. The contrast of the snow and one of the bluest blue waters that I have seen, is truly something to behold. We always say that it never gets old, no matter how many times you have visited “The Lake”. It holds a different kind of beauty during all seasons and new things beckon to be discovered. More times than none I find myself in awe of the beauty laid out in front of me. Pausing at a spot that inspires, I gaze upon it in silence, scanning every little detail of magic. I lose track of time and when I finally return from my magic escape, it is usually with a deep sigh of appreciation and gratitude that seals this very moment. I smile and know that a lasting memory was just created.