Tuesday, February 3, 2015

An Embarassment of Riches

The big storm* ended Wednesday,and we got to dig out and go into the wider world for a few days.  Then, while visiting my parents in Rhode Island for a little Super Bowl gathering, we watched a little nervously for the beginning of the next storm.

This was to be a smaller snowfall, amounting locally to 6-10 inches and beginning overnight.  When we arrived back home, the moon was still visible through a veil of clouds, and there was still no snow when I went to bed after midnight.  School had already been cancelled for Monday.

The snow that began falling overnight, though, made up for a tardy beginning. 

Late in the morning I cleared the end of the driveway and a path to it, figuring it would be pretty easy to keep up with since there was almost no wind and temperature was not much below freezing.  I went out three more times, also freeing one car.  Meanwhile, the temperature began an abrupt drop, the wind picked up, and it became clear the storm would continue--and was becoming worse--beyond its predicted early-afternoon end. 

In the late afternoon, school was cancelled for a second day.  The boys are become hibernating bears--both in habits and temper.  They need to go to school more than two days in a row.

1:10pm and no sign of slackening.

Golda finds the terrain somewhat confining.  We don't normally trust our
suicidal little dogs off the leash, but there is practically no place they can go.

2:46pm and no let-up.
4:20pm and still snowing.  Predictions now are for storm ending in early evening.

 Still 4:20pm, but zoomed in where tripod in backyard is gradually sinking.

 5:17pm and storm has about ended.  Temperature in the low twenties.

 8:25am.  Some tomato stakes in the garden foreground left have disappeared.
The three-foot stakes are still visible.  Accumulation seems greater than the last
because the snow mostly stayed where it fell.  It is estimated to have been 10-14 inches.
Temperature went into the high single digits overnight--fortunately with no wind.  The forty inches accumulation Boston saw in the last week is greater than any since 1891.  Of course, places west will laugh at the excitement over such a little snow, but it's all what you're used to--and capable of handling!

*Not a blizzard, since not enough wind, and no more caps after such a wimpy storm.

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