I imagine most of you living in a warm climate find it difficult to even think what it might be like to live in a place like New England. Believe me, many times I ask myself why. This winter has been one for the books….really! I actually lived through the blizzard of ’78 in Boston when schools were closed for three weeks and people cross-country skied in the streets instead of driving, as it was impossible! I never thought I’d see another winter I could compare it to. Well, I spoke too soon this year.
Unless you are the kind of strong stock that is used to this stuff (I am NOT) or you love to ski or sled (I don’t) be happy you don’t have to shovel snow. Remember, we are talking about FEET of snow not just inches. To give you an idea, I will show you what it looks like outside of my front door.
I must admit I don’t hate it completely and there are some things about winter in New England that are charming and even pretty. Most of all it is peaceful and I love my fireplace.
When the trees are snow-covered and sometimes laden with ice, they glisten like you would think in a fairytale. As I write I am watching the snow fall (AGAIN) now very slowly but by this evening the wind will howl and the drifts of snow will enlarge and the sub-zero temperature will call for long johns and flannel sheets.
So why do I live here, you may ask? I was born in the North but lived in South Florida for many years when I decided to come back “home” to be closer to my family. As I get older those hot chocolates with marshmallows and those cuddles with Sofia my cat tell me that I guess I really have to stop denying that I’m a New Englander at heart. I’m sure those of us up here appreciate so much more than anyone the first signs of Spring and then our other seasons like the hot summers and the Falls that are so beautifully unique to the Northeast in all their radiant glory.
For now, it’s time to grab a good book and sit by the fireplace waiting once again for Winter’s Fashion Show. Hope you are warm wherever you are.