Oh, sure, it whacks the hell out of the South Shore, which is only about thirty miles south of here. An hour or two's drive away on Cape Cod, the snow drops about a foot all over the stuff that's already on the ground. Up here on the North Shore? Nothing. Slight flakes for a nanosecond.
Would you like to know why it doesn't snow here today, why it may not snow again for months?
When I arrive home this afternoon a brown box sits on my front stoop. It contains my brand new, correctly ordered/packaged/delivered snowshoes and poles.
Folks, fear not. The melting will begin, and it will be rapid and complete. Karma deems it that once I am truly ready for winter, winter will no longer be truly ready for me.
Yup. By the way, you're welcome.
