In the middle of a Blizzard


January 29, 2022

The snow started falling this morning, a January Nor’easter as they call massive snowstorms here in New England. Warnings popped up earlier in the week on television, newsfeeds and on the radio. Maps with snow totals (12-20 inches!) began creeping into the Breaking News lead-in segment during the evening news. Mother Nature did it again. She preempted the pandemic, the economy, foreign conflicts, politics. She tends to do that, as if to say…Remember your priorities people! I am really in charge here!

News anchors cranked out the usual…Get your snow shovels! Batteries! Bread! Milk! When it gets down to it, survival needs can get very basic. Although, I noticed more shopping carts filled with chips, cheese balls, frozen pizza, beer and wine.

And then the term blizzard (with its definition of wind speed blah blah blah)…and then: this could rival the Blizzard of ’78! That got my attention. I spent the Blizzard of ’78 huddled in a tiny 3rd floor apartment with my then boyfriend, watching the snow fall. I don’t remember anything about bread and milk.

Tuesday Photo Challenge – Cold and Warm

Here is my entry for this week’s challenge hosted by Frank at Dutch goes the Photo

The theme this week is: Cold and Warm

Snowstorms happen.
When you own a home…with a driveway…the snow gets in the way.
It is cold…and wet…and heavy.
And – right after it falls to the ground – beautiful.

However, removing the snow can be quite a challenge, especially when over a foot deep.
Which, of course, must be measured and documented.

Staying warm during the snow removal process requires:
Many layers of clothing
Jacket and ski pants
Plus gloves
Plus hat…and hood.

If you are lucky, the sun shines…
Spreading the illusion of warmth.

As was the case… one day-after-the-storm in 2015.

Post 3 day blizzard – January 28, 2015 
30 inches of snow

So continued the thought process…Time To Move To A Condo!