Geart Graupel!
Friday's weekend weather forecast was for snow and graupel down to 500 feet elevation. We sit around 850 feet. Mac was ever the skeptic:"I'll believe it when I see it; it was nearly 80 degrees last weekend!"
Well, believe it, baby!
Native Oregonians probably learned about graupel somewhere around age 5. Mac and I, as Southern California transplants, only learned this weekend that graupel is the term for a unique form of frozen precipitation, that is something like a cross between hail and snow, with a consistency perfect for "snow castles."
By the afternoon the snow and graupel had melted and the deer came out to play (or at least munch) in our field.
