Just a moment ago, there was a snow flurry. Yesterday, it was four inches. Not long before that, there were another four. And incoming is six to nine. I assure you that this is nothing like Snowmageddon, ten years ago, the April Fools storm before it, or the Halloween surprise. Of course, ’74 puts them all in perspective. For New Englanders it was just snow.
Snow around parts of the northeast can be a juggernaut. Climate change or not, don’t move to New England and expect to bask in lovely winter weather. One year, the kids built a respectable-sized pyramid on the lawn.
So if you are foolish enough to ask what I need a break from, I won’t reply snow.
Not snow. Snow, ice, darkness, howling winds that suck the warmth from your toes, and the prospect of more of the same. I need a break from winter.
Right about this time of the year, I am hip-deep in disgust for winter. Making me some sort of hipster, I suppose. But no, it’s not funny. It’s a bit desperate. I’ll be trudging through the snow in about three weeks with sap buckets. Having mentally conditioned myself to believe that this is the true prolog to spring -despite the cold and wet snow. You do what you have to do to get through. At least the days are warmer, and the syrup from the maples is sweet.
A friend is heading south this week for a month. I contemplated tying him up and going in his place. Be still my heart! Four weeks of warmth! Instead I placed my last seed order, and bought more rock salt.
I hate the ice.
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Alaskan here, and I can attest to the ice being the worst part. Up here it never melts, just turns the roads into snow covered washboards or worse. We’re getting another 4 inches or so as we speak- so leave early to shovel I must.
As the old timers in the parts always say -“sufficient is the evil to the day thereof.” and winter in your part of the USA seems to have more evil than around here. BRRRRRRRR!
It can be more deadly – but we’re better prepared because of that fact.
Yes, the ice is the worst. Can’t wait till we can walk out without boots and coats.
Amen!
Very well written !!
That’s more than just a flurry! Here in London if we have more than six flakes we call it an Arctic Blast.
I hate the sinister ice with the evil laugh; the ice incognito as innocent dirt covered with innocent leaves
Rock salt, destroyer of hidden ice! Dog safe versions available!
I have a bunch. I just didn’t know that was ice under all that. It should put signs on itself.
When it snows in England, I absolutely hate it. It’s overrated and I can’t go anywhere. I much prefer the heat of the summer, which ironically we don’t get here 😅
I grew up in Buffalo, NY so I’m no stranger to snow. By the time February comes around and football is over, and the snow looks dirty, that’s enough.
Being from NYC, and having lived in Boston and Philly, I hear what you are saying about dirty snow!
I never know how to deal that kind of weather, but I hope and pray for you safety and good health there with this frustrating climate condition. Spring is coming, so it’s too shall pass. Happy weekend, Lou!
By Feb. I’m almost ready to be rid of the snow, but would like another snowshoe before it goes. It’s the ice I detest. I keep cleats in my car, by the back door and front door, after a fall on the ice, I’m now paranoid.
Tomorrow we’ll ge the first real snowshoe snow around here. Before, it’s just been inches and ice. I’ll have to remember to get the shoes out. Thanks for reminding me!
Have fun!