When I opened my eyes in the morning, something was different.
这天早上当我睁开眼睛的时候，一些事变得不同了。
It was the light. It was still the gray-green light of a cloudy day in the forest, but it was clearer somehow.
变得更明亮了。在森林中光线仍然是灰绿色的照着多云的天，但是比往常更明亮了。
是光。灰绿色的光线落入房中，依然宛如阴天森林里的光影，却更明朗些。
I realized there was no fog veiling my window.
我意识到没有雾在我的窗户上面了。
我意识到，我的窗没有被云雾遮蔽。
I jumped up to look outside, and then groaned in horror.
我跳到了外面看，然后有着惊恐的喊着。
我跳下床想看看外面，然后发出了惊恐的呻吟。
A fine layer of snow covered the yard, dusted the top of my truck, and whitened the road.
一层雪覆盖了院子，污染了我卡车的上面，漂白了路面。
好一场大雪：吞没了前院，压满了我的车顶，把道路都染白了。
But that wasn't the worst part.
但是这不是最坏的部分。
All the rain from yesterday had frozen solid — coating the needles on the trees infantastic, gorgeous patterns, and making the driveway a deadly ice slick.
所有昨天的雨都结冰冻住了——惊奇的变成针状挂在树上，华丽的图案，造成了开车的路面上狠狠的被冻住了。
昨天下的雨都冻成了冰——树上挂满了奇形怪状的、图案绚丽的冰棱，车道上也覆上了一层该死的冰面。