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When I lived in the UK, each winter we would wish for snow. Snow meant it was Christmas time. It meant chocolate box scenes of snow covered trees. It meant snowmen and sledging, red noses and hot chocolate by the fire.
In New England, snow can mean all of that. But, a winter storm? That’s something else altogether. And, when they give it a name you know it’s going to be bad; say hello to Blizzard 2015: Juno!
I am currently sitting in a house where I can’t open any of the doors at the back. The snow reaches the window sills in one corner. At the front door, the porch has provided some protection, and I can open the door, but if we want to leave the house, I am going to have to dig a path down the steps through almost two feet of snow.
I’m only five feet tall, that’s a lot of snow!
And it’s still snowing; and still being defined as a blizzard…
My biggest worry is the power going out. Currently the kids are happily snuggled up on the sofa watching movies; but if we lose power and heat… well, that would be bad!
My husband is in the UK this week, so I am relying on neighbours. One of whom has already been out with our snow blower doing a first pass at clearing the driveway (they share our driveway). I still wouldn’t be able to get my car out without a serious amount of digging though.
If I could get to it in the first place :)
We are under a State wide travel ban, no indication yet as to when that might be lifted. The ploughs are out clearing the main roads, I can hear them! But, driving anywhere will be impossible for a while yet.
Yesterday I went to the supermarket, along with the rest of the town… bare shelves greeted me. Thankfully I only needed milk!
I know where the torches are, and the shovels. Although thanks to the kids playing with one of the small spades yesterday afternoon, it is currently buried under a couple of feet of snow in the back garden, not a lot of use to me…
It is difficult to convey how deep the snow is in photos, it’s just a blanket of white, but here are a few to try and give some context.
Snow is fun; it is exciting, it opens up the possibility of all sorts of winter play. The kids love it. They’re fans of school closing for a snow day!
It does look beautiful; white and pristine and sparkling.
But storms like this are also dangerous; downed power lines, coastal flooding, treacherous driving conditions, potential evacuation in badly hit areas (this has happened along the coast to the south of us).
I’m dreading the big dig to get us out the front door, which I will have to start soon to clear what’s there before the other foot that is still predicted to fall, falls! I am dreading the first school run, and hoping that it won’t be tomorrow…
I know lots of people would love to have some snow, but, be careful what you wish for :)
And wish me luck!
[Update 12 February 2015: Since I wrote this post two weeks ago we have had four more storms and now have a cumulative total of over six feet of snow in the Boston area. It is very difficult to really convey just how much snow that is, but essentially Boston is running out of places to put it! Snow banks along roads make visibility appalling, roads are narrowed to one-way in many cases, we have so far had six snow days… on the plus side, we have made snowmen, gone sledging, dug snow caves and made snow ice cream!]