The guy who was supposed to plow us out yesterday did indeed get his plow stuck. Lots of plows got stuck around here Tuesday. In fact, our village of Mexico went national on the Weather Channel because we got 57 inches of snow. Yeah, you read that correctly. 57 inches.
Take a peek at more photos sent to Channel 9 News from my neck of the woods. (Oswego is 12 miles away, Scriba about 6 miles (west), New Haven is a stone’s throw, Mexico, the back yard, and Parish is 6 miles (east).) Thanks to my little sister, Lisa, for the heads-up on the link.
By dinner time, I had cut a path about half-way down the driveway with my snowshoes. And then it snowed again last night. And we’re supposed to get another foot today, and possibly an additional foot tomorrow. No, I am not making this up. This is the Snow Belt. If weather like this were to hit Philly, the area would be crippled for a month. People here are prepared for it and view snow as a part of life. If you don’t like it, you should probably move south.
We have a friend with a payloader who will try to clear out the driveway today. I’ll let you know how that goes.
In the meantime, I’ll tunnel back into the paperwork on my desk, play music loudly (it will help shake the snow off the roof) and wear sunscreen and layers of wool whenever I go outside. (Current temp with wind chill -7 degrees.) I have to say, it is absolutley beautiful outside… this is better than Norway, Switzerland, or Colorado, plus it doesn’t cost as much to live here, and we don’t have snotty people.
This is my corner of heaven; chilly but breath-taking.