It gets cold here. Really, really cold. Snow falls about every three or four days, no exaggeration. Sometimes it's a dusting, or a coating, or a flurry, or a heavy flurry, or a storm, or a nor'easter, or a blizzard. They have a bunch of different names for it.
February's blizzard dumped 30 inches in one night.
Makes me wonder how the Pilgrims and Puritans got through it with just cotton and wool and boxy leather shoes. Also makes me wonder how long I can tolerate it with Gore-Tex, synthetic longjohns, and windproof, insulated gloves.
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| A 'coating' snowstorm from my window, taken Jan 8, 2013 |
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| Blizzard snow depth at 8:34 pm, about an hour later. |
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| Feb 3 blizzard snow depth at 7:19 pm. |
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| Snowpiles in the grocery store parking lot. They're WAY taller than the adjacent cars. |
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| Photo taken the morning after the blizzard. |
The post-blizzard City photo above was allegedly taken by a pilot on one of the first commercial flights to land after the blizzard. I believe it. The City was shut down for a day while they plowed area roads and the runways at Logan. Personally, I marvel at the photographed objects on the water in Boston Harbor: a freighter headed out and a sportfisherman coming in. Boston boatmen are a hardy lot, and have been proving it for 300 years by going to sea in one of the worst maritime climates around.
Below: It's still winter.
Below: It's still winter.
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| Only benefit I can see from all that snowfall: the big lift at Cannon Mountain. |
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