This is the coldest, snowiest winter we’ve had in a long time. There’s been snow on the ground for weeks (over a month, my Mom says. I haven’t been keeping track, but I’ll take her word for it). Every few days we get a little more snow. A few inches here, a dusting there. And the unusually cold temperatures have kept the snow from melting.
Today we’re preparing for a blizzard that could bring up to two feet more. In other circumstances I might be looking forward to it. I do so love a good snowstorm. But in this case I am uneasy. There are too many problems that can arise from having too much snow in the same place at the same time.
There’s nothing to be done about it, though. The weather will do whatever it wants. The only thing I can control is my level of preparedness and my attitude about the situation. So, I’ll set up my supplies of water, make sure my flashlights are handy, and so forth. And I am resolved to enjoy the storm as much as I can and to worry as little as possible. If there is no other bright side, the kids will at least be happy to have their February vacation extended by a day or two.