It snowed in the mountains yesterday. People were skiing in Stowe. I was south of Boston standing outside at a
lacrosse event when the rain started and the temperature dropped so fast and so
low that we could see our breath.
Normally these things depress me just a
little bit, and that should be especially true this year since I was in school
most of the summer and missed out.
But I'm not depressed.
Two winters ago we had more snow than I've
seen in a very long time. There were
snow banks so high that I couldn't pile it anywhere - I simply couldn't fling
it that far into the air. Last year it
rarely (if ever) stayed cold enough to snow. We had the great ice storm of Halloween … and
that was about it.
So I'm ready. I have new tires on the car, I have ice
scrapers and a brush ready, and I have a new coat and pair of boots.
Bring it, Mother Nature; bring your
snowflakes and your icicles and your howling winds. I'm ready and waiting.
