The wreath remains in place.
The blizzard predicted hit as predicted. While we often recall the times the weatherman gets it wrong rather than right, this time the forecasters had our backs. Nearly every window is bocked with snow blown through the screens. Those that have storms are covered in ice. There is a glaze over the big windows on the Tower that diffracts the gray light as it tries to get in. I will take a look tonight to see what it does to the lighthouse lens as it spins.
I was just out working on the driveway in a scouring wind. The snow is frozen in clumps that I tried to throw up in the air so that the wind would take it toward the ocean. The drifts are being pushed to the south as the gusts have been out of the north and up to 58 miles per hour. You would believe the snow to be hail as it pings off the coat. All night we could hear it upstairs along with a gigantic bass note from the ocean. It was a model of percussion. There would be a pattern of tips and taps on the roof followed by a boom of bass like you might hear on the highway when passed by a seventeen year old in a Firebird. The cottage seemed to vibrate with each thrum.
Blizzard #1 is in the books.
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ReplyDeleteLee just sent me your blog. It's wonderful.
Merry Christmas Keep up the good work.
Bob
ReplyDeleteI really enjoy reading your blog. I hope you and your family have a Merry Christmas
Your cousin Paula
It's been a while since I've been able to check in...I saw your blizzard post, and your post on placing the Christmas wreath. Your lighthouse wreath inspired me to drag my husband out at 7:15 a.m. on 12/23 to Scituate Light to take my own picture. For the two minutes I had my gloves off, it was as cold as it ever was in college in Vermont. On a side note, I've been wondering, and now it's been corroborated. If you click back to my blog, you'll find my last name. Ask your wife if she recognizes who I am. I saw a picture of her and thought I recognized her this summer. Hi Julie!
ReplyDeleteBob, if you do click back to me, thank you for my holiday picture.