Snow-wise, here in Valhalla we only got about 3”and I’m mega thankful that was all. Yup, like everyone else around here, I’m still suffering from Post Traumatic Snow Disorder.
West Virginia won the snow lottery yesterday with 40 inches. There’s close to 30 on the ground in Central Park this morning—I bet that’s stunningly gorgeous. I wish I was down there with my camera RIGHT NOW! Gotta be quick to get the good pics though. Temps down there will be well above freezing for the next week. By February first this’ll all be just a memory, a hoary tale to share over pints.
In contrast, Boston didn’t see the last of it until mid July last year. Granted, this was at the snow farms but still the wet, white shit was with us well into spring. This pic, at right, was taken in our yard on March 12th (!!!) of last year. I was going a bit stir crazy and tried to dig out the grill.
Yes, I've a great deal of sympathy for those to the south of me who've been buried. I'm just blindingly grateful that the storm crapped out, mostly, before hitting us.
In lieu of more Snow Trash Talk I give you some tunes.
Nick Cave and The Bad Seeds—Fifteen Feet of Pure White Snow
Etta James—Stormy Weather
Led Zeppelin—Immigrant Song
We come from the land of the ice and snow,
From the midnight sun where the hot springs blow.
The hammer of the gods will drive our ships to new lands,
To fight the horde, singing and crying: Valhalla, I am coming!
On we sweep with threshing oar, Our only goal will be the western shore.