I was going to go outside and take pictures. Then, I looked. Garry had just come inside after cleaning off the front of the house so the dogs can get out, the parking area by the garage. Which means we can at least get the doors open. Then he manfully shoveled the back deck. As he approaches 75, this is no mean feat. What can I do but be incredibly, wildly impressed.

But I still didn’t go outside. Remember our last snow? I said “fluffy, soft flakes” and that when you see them, you know you aren’t going to get that mean, ugly, serious hard snow. The January nasty weather that moves in house and settles down. “Long relationship” snow that wants to be part of your life until the leaves finally pop open on the trees.

It’s here. Today. I haven’t seen a storm of this intensity in several years,. Between two and four inches falling per hour and no matter how you look at it, that is a great deal of snow. In fact, as Harvey Leonard said last night on Channel 5, “More snow than we’ve seen for a very long time.” The good news? It doesn’t look like it will become a nor’easter. It’ll come, blast us with winter … and with a little luck be gone before midnight.

We didn’t drive down to visit Tom and Ellin. They’ll be doing their own digging out and if we have an ugly driveway, they have a driveway that’s far, far worse. And much longer. More like a road than a driveway.

We had planned to go visit two weeks ago, but it snowed. Immediately thereafter, we got two weeks of glorious sunny weather. Tee-shirt and grab-you-fishing-rod weather. And then, literally the day we were to go and visit … snow. Nothing small. A big snow. Major full-scale snow.

Nasty evil white stuff.

I was up at five to discuss going out with the dogs. There wasn’t much on the ground, maybe an inch or two. I had a brief, shining hope we weren’t going get the rest. Maybe we were on the edge and it wasn’t going to be such a big deal. An hour later, I heard the dogs bark. They had taken themselves out, which was good. When I tossed them outside earlier, they’d done the “out and in” game where they go out, count to five, and come back with cookies on their breath.

“See mom? We went out! Cookie?” I cookied them. Back to bed, but not to sleep. I read for a while, drifted off, then when they barked, I saw that they had really gone out. Garry was up a little while later, did the same, and he too went back to sleep.

While we slept, the big snow arrived.

No “edge of the storm” stuff.

No “Oh, it could be worse,” stuff either.

The real deal now. Heavy, hard, icy flakes. Our windows are covered with water and the wind is blowing to beat the band. Huge oaks are swaying overhead. And it won’t last long.

It can’t. Sure we’ve gotten snow as late as May. I think once in June, too. We’ve had snow as early as September which is terrible for the autumn leaves. It means there won’t be any autumn leaves. They just fall off after that making a muck on the ground. This is winter’s last blow, the final fury of a season being driven out by another season on its way in. A mess for a week or two, but by April, it will be gone.

I’d like to say that this strange weather is all part of the weird weather of the changing weather pattern, but that would be untrue. Our weather has always been unique. While I was glorying in summer weather in the middle of February, Garry had one eyebrow cocked.

“Don’t trust it,” he said, carefully keeping his boots where he could easily find them. He has lived here long enough to know. Winter ain’t over till it’s over.

Now, it is almost over. Really. This time for sure.


  1. This is the real deal!! All the shovelling I did — front door and path to gate…rear door..back porch and steps. Looks like I didn’t do anything. FAKE!! RIGGED!!

    It’s the end of the world — AGAIN!

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              1. (BTW, sorry for the mixup. I was getting so many “Armstrong” replies that they all kinda morphed together in my haste as I was reading them here on a busy day at work. Normally gender identification is a fairly easy task for even someone as otherwise dense as me, but today’s an exception 🙂 )

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                  1. I am reading at work, and for the most part that’s not a problem. As long as I don’t start downloading midget-german-shepherd-and-lime-jello porn, I have free reign to peruse websites in between my reports. On an normal day I don’t actually have that much time to do so, since I’m on the air pretty constantly AND I have to write and produce my newscasts. But today and yesterday have been exceptions. Becuase I was snowed in at the office, I’m reading outside my normal hours so it just seems like I have plenty of time.

                    And guess what? As soon as I hit “Post Comment” here, I finally get to go home! The roads have opened, and I just had my last mic break of the day.

                    Good talking to ya, man. Later!



    1. Us too. And I don’t think we are going to get as much snow as they forecast. But we are right on the bottom edge of the storm — the rain/sleet/snow line, so I knew it was possible. We have like maybe 10 minutes of snow, then it gets sort of rainy. i’m good with rain.

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            1. They have some serious attitude.

              I gave Bonnie a new blanket for her crate. She’s quite a decorator. I gave her a whole blanket of her own. Not even USED. A brand NEW one. She has been making it PERFECT which means it looks exactly the way it did yesterday, but she pulled every piece out and dragged it back in. A perfectionist.

              NOW she needs … a cookie!

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            2. Martha, Marilyn aka Mary-Lynn’s chili was DELISH — poifect, as always. Today, the day after, I am still a bit sore even though I didn’t do all that much shovelling. Gee whiz!!

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            3. Martha, Marilyn told me the dogs were standing on the front (freshly shovelled) step, watching me shovel and wheeze. And, they want more biscuits? Who the hell is in charge here?

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  2. don’t put that shovel away yet, I hear we’re supposed to get another storm this weekend too. Im not even surprised. I’ve been taking inside photos of one spot that looks interesting, one an hour, until the temps changed, the wind changed, and those windows are now solid panes of snow. sigh.
    It isnt that there’s so much actually on the ground, most of it never reaches the earth, the wind comes along like an officious cleaning lady and swoops it up again, so it’s hard to tell if it’s 4 inches or 12 inches. And the bulk of the storm (did you know it now has an official name) will be after dark so we can all be surprised tomorrow morning.

    This is the norm, at least this far north, March is traditionally our snow month. I have the pictures (cue hysterics) to prove it.


  3. Good luck and keep safe. We all heard it was coming over the pond and that it would be a fierce one. It seems to me you never got that sort of thing with the last president, or perhaps I am mistaken.

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  4. After viewing the photo through your dream catcher i am starting to fully appreciate your dislike of caterpillars! Mine are merely a mild annoyance on one tree and the odd plant. Give Garry a cookie (human one) from me! 🙂



  5. Wow! I love reader posts about snow. I’ve been skiing a few times, but snow is a special treat here and hardly something you associate with Australia…more the heat. xx Rowena


    1. I’m surprised you get snow. I guess high up in the mountains. Except when I lived in Israel where they get very little snow (but sometimes, more and it’s a huge surprise), I’ve always lived in snowy areas. Where we live now, we get a LOT of snow. I was charmed by its beauty. Now I am charmed by its beauty and tired of the ice, snow, and not being able to get out of the house because everything is blocked by mountains of snow. It IS beautiful. It’s also cold, cold, and very wet.


      1. I was actually joking about the snow. It was actually sunny outside and it never snows here. However, when you’re reading this from overseas, you’re not to know.
        I am always intrigued by those forces of yin and yang. The beauty of the snow coupled with the cold, the wet and being stuck inside. It gets you thinking.


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