Last weekend I began to let myself wonder if spring was just around the corner.
But I quickly snapped back to reality today as I commuted to work in frigid temps and dropped my rent check in this snowy mailbox. No, spring is not just around the corner. Not even close.
I've heard conflicting reports. Today's massive snow drop was either the 15th or the 17th snowstorm of the season. I'm not sure that it matters anymore, I'm just hoping this winter with a vengeance calms itself soon, very soon...
OR else. Yea, or else I'm going to start having to wear three layers of pants instead of two.
We've gotten more snow in this one winter than I've seen combined in my whole life. And, so far, not a single snow day! (As Al Roker said, "Shame on you, Mayor!") I'm thankful that February is at least a short month, because I don't think I can take much more of this. But despite the constant snowfall and unusually low temps, last week's snowstorm was absolutely spectacular. I took these photos after I got home from work and walked around my neighborhood feeling like I was in a true winter wonderland (which doesn't happen often in the Big Apple snowstorms).
If this is the night version of the grandeur, can you imagine what it looked like during the day?!
"January is my favorite month!" -said no one ever
