26 February 2015

Snowfall at the Seashore

I have good news.

(Imagine that you're reading the next phrase in a guarded whisper...)

The whole every-three-days snowstorm plan seems to be winding down.

If you hold me to that, I'll deny ever saying it. I own this blog and I can delete if I so choose.

Seriously, though, this week has been downright delightful. We actually got above freezing one day - only a couple of degrees above freezing, and only for an hour or two, but hey, I'LL TAKE IT.

To celebrate, yesterday I took a morning trip to the beach with a friend right after a light 3-4 inch snowfall (oh my how our standards have changed).

After stomping through virgin snow out onto the empty beach, we unleashed her dogs (don't tell the park service guys) and let them run their brains out.

And we walked and talked and marveled at the beauty.

You see, I really do love the winter. And in spite of the hard work caused by all the snow this year, no one can deny that the snow makes everything beautiful and magical.

You know how the sides of the streets become dirty and gross and everything looks like it's old and tired? A new snowfall every couple of days keeps it crisp and clean looking. Who doesn't like that?

So... the beach. Here you go.

Check out all that snow...

And the wide open beach, with only a dog or two to break the scene...

The washed up kelp never looked prettier.

After the beach, we drove over to Five Islands and to my friend's home for tea.

The views out her kitchen windows kept me spellbound.

See? A no-complaint post about winter. AND YOU SAID I COULDN'T DO IT.

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20 February 2015


So we're still on the 3-day pattern with the snowstorms.


We dodged a bullet this past Sunday when the oh-so-accurate weather guys forecasted an 18-24 inch blizzard, but all we got was an inch and some wind.


It snowed again yesterday, as expected, and again we were spared with only about 6 inches.

We've got another one coming this Sunday and they're saying it will be a lot, but it might be partly ice/partly freezing rain.

Oh joy.

In case you hadn't figured it out, my sarcasm meter pretty much tops out around this time of the year.


On another note, this is the Lenten season and I realize now, three days into Lent, that what I really should have given up was complaining about the snow. But then, it's not good to set oneself up for failure during Lent.

I gave up Facebook, I've pulled way back from Twitter, and I'm reading more about what Lent means and what it signifies. I'm realizing that Lent isn't so much about giving things up, but rather, giving to others and finding joy.

I so need that at this time of the year - the timing couldn't be better.

Taking and deep breath and thanking God for the snow... and feeling joyful that the first day of Spring is only about a month away...

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06 February 2015

Ok, Who's the Wise-Guy that's been singing "Let it Snow?"

Yes, this is Maine and yes, we get lots of snow in the wintertime. Especially January and February.

But this is overkill.

I've been hearing even the most hearty, winter-loving Mainers exclaim about how much we've been getting.

It's THAT excessive.

It all began on January 24th, a Saturday. We had a middle-of-the-road, every-day type of snow. It fell most of Saturday and finished up sometime overnight. I think we got 5 inches, at most.

Not a big deal. We hadn't had much snow so far this winter, so this was a welcome and lovely sight.

THREE days later, Tuesday, January 27th. If you didn't hear about this storm, then you might just live in a bucket. Winter storm Juno descended on the area and when all was said and done, we had over 20 inches at our house not far from the coast.

But it was fun! School was canceled for two days, the streets and driveways became canyons, and oh, the beauty of it all!

We also thought, "Whew, that was a big one. Hopefully we'll just have small ones from now on."

Oh no - no such luck.

THREE MORE days later, Friday, January 30th. We got 10 more inches on top of all the other snow, of course. Because in Maine, the snow just keeps piling up and won't melt until sometime in April.


Oh, and school was canceled again.

My husband likes to write snow totals on our calendar and as I looked at them I saw a pattern. Three days, anyone?

So as we were digging out on Saturday morning, I checked the weather app on my phone and saw that another storm was coming on Monday, February 2nd.



That Monday, we got another 9 inches, I think (by now, who cares?) and schools were canceled. Again.

I joked that this meant we'd get another storm on Thursday.

Geez, I hate being right.

That brought us to THREE MORE DAYS later. Yesterday. Thursday. Another storm and this time, only 3-6 inches were predicted. Well, we got 6.

Somehow 6 inches of snow doesn't seem like much when you have 4 feet of snow on your yard. And 6-8 feet piles where it's pushed at the street corners and driveways.

But 6 inches was a mess. A MESS. The parking lot where I work was not plowed all day, so I had to park a block away. And that's not so bad except that it was cold, single digits, blowing snow. And the sidewalks hadn't been plowed either.

It was pretty miserable.

Then I got home and the snow blower was on the fritz, meaning only one wheel was turning. I did all the right things to put it back to normal, but to no avail. It just wanted to spin in circles. I wrestled it around for awhile and then finally gave up in cursing and tears.

I promptly phoned my husband and picked a fight about the fact that when he wanted to buy a new snow blower a few years ago, I voted for hiring a plow guy. He came home a couple of hours later, figured out what was wrong with the snow blower, and finished the driveway and paths.

Secretly I feel like he deserves to do it all by himself all the time since I lost the vote. But marriage doesn't really work like that. Or shouldn't.

So last night after THAT storm was over, the temperature dropped to about 10 below zero and the wind picked up.

Oh joy! Because hoards of snow isn't enough - let's have wind and frozen faces too!

Early this morning before he left, my husband said something about a longer storm coming next week.

"Oh psh," I said. "You mark my word, WE WILL GET ANOTHER BIG SNOW IN THREE DAYS - ON SUNDAY."

I guess I'll never learn.

The forecast now says it will be a Sunday/Monday storm that will bring 9 inches or more.

I won't even tell you what I saw on the long-range forecast.

But I will say this. I'm so ready to go to Arizona or Florida until about mid-April.

Who's with me?

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