Sittin' this one out....
Jan. 24th, 2016 12:59 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
captainsblogPerhaps you heard about the 'Noreaster that's been dumping foot upon foot of snow on a bit more than the 'Noreast. As far south as Georgia, and as far inland as Tennessee, my Facebook page is a wall of white. New York City and environs are effectively shut down except for entirely enclosed subway service. Long Island has problems of its own:
(That may have been photoshopped;)
Meanwhile, here at the North Pole of New York, it's been cold, but I haven't seen a flake in two days. (Well, other than Sarah Palin.) After a number of dum-dum-DUNNNNN! threats of Northtown lake-effect storms last weekend, we got maybe a couple of inches, then a general snowfall added several more early in the week. It's plowed, and piled.
Yet we're missing out on more than the accumulation. Despite not having the inconveniences, and the runs on bread shelves, and the occasional danger, winter around here hasn't been inherently fun even when it has snowed. I don't see kids in the neighborhood running out to build forts, or make snow angels, or decorate cars with motivational smileys-
-or go running out into it in shorts, as a blogger friend of mine did, just because the Mets just unexpectedly re-signed their best offensive player-
Even in a winter where we haven't had to "get used to this," we still are used to this. We plod, we plow, we put it in the background. And maybe we don't appreciate enough of the natural beauty, and natural power, of it all. It shouldn't take a Storm of the Century to do that.
Maybe I'll feel differently after my next drive stuck behind a tanker truck flinging snow turds at my windshield for 30 miles. But for right now, it's my story and I'm sticking with it
(That may have been photoshopped;)
Meanwhile, here at the North Pole of New York, it's been cold, but I haven't seen a flake in two days. (Well, other than Sarah Palin.) After a number of dum-dum-DUNNNNN! threats of Northtown lake-effect storms last weekend, we got maybe a couple of inches, then a general snowfall added several more early in the week. It's plowed, and piled.
Yet we're missing out on more than the accumulation. Despite not having the inconveniences, and the runs on bread shelves, and the occasional danger, winter around here hasn't been inherently fun even when it has snowed. I don't see kids in the neighborhood running out to build forts, or make snow angels, or decorate cars with motivational smileys-
-or go running out into it in shorts, as a blogger friend of mine did, just because the Mets just unexpectedly re-signed their best offensive player-
Even in a winter where we haven't had to "get used to this," we still are used to this. We plod, we plow, we put it in the background. And maybe we don't appreciate enough of the natural beauty, and natural power, of it all. It shouldn't take a Storm of the Century to do that.
Maybe I'll feel differently after my next drive stuck behind a tanker truck flinging snow turds at my windshield for 30 miles. But for right now, it's my story and I'm sticking with it