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Here We Go Again…

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“Yes, I deserve a spring–I owe nobody nothing.” 

-Virginia Woolf

“Spring will come and so will happiness. Hold on. Life will get…warmer.”

-Anita Krizzan

As I was waiting to leave my daughters hockey tournament on Sunday I decided to check the weather. At 7:00 pm it said a 30% of snow for Wednesday. I wake up this morning and it is now been further updated from basically nothing to now 12-16 inches! As each day has passed, the amount has kept increasing.

Although I absolutely love the winter months, it is time for Old Man Winter to retreat back to wherever it is that he comes from and let Spring take the lead.

I mean really-this is the fourth nor’easter in the last three weeks and it is getting old! It is the first day of spring!!!!!

WE NEED TO BE HIKING!!!!

The Aftermath

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“What good is the warmth of summer without the cold of winter to give it sweetness?”

-John Steinbeck 

I took these photos the day after the second nor easter dumped 19.5 inches of the white stuff on us.

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It’s Blowing And Snowing!

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Call me crazy, but in the middle of our second nor easter in a week, I decided to head outside to take some pictures.  The storm was raging and even though It was dark and I was more than a wee bit cold, I braved the elements to get these pictures!

In the moments when the wind slowed to a dull roar, being outside in the snow was very peaceful. The sound of the snow falling provided me with a sense of peace and some tranquility.

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The Nor’easter

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Here in the northeast of the US we are about to get slammed by a Nor’easter this Tuesday and Wednesday. Here is a short piece of rhyming poetry to usher it in:

In a couple of days time a nor’easter will blow,

The weatherman is telling  a tale of woe.

The wind will be whipping and a cold snow will be falling,

The cruel hand of Boreas soon will be calling.

And as much as I love the soft fluffy white,

Two feet of snow is more of a blight.

So as I sit and ponder the storm,

The coming of spring  can’t be the norm, 

But the new season will soon be here, that much is true,

A bright crisp green landscape and fresh air anew.

So look out your window and enjoy winters last breath,

As we move hand in hand celebrating its death.