The Last of the Melting Snow

After several gloomy days — pea soup fog, chilly drizzle, even a thunderstorm — today felt like a day in May. Bright, warm, sunny. The tree in front of my apartment looks like it’s ready to bust open. I threw down some grass seed on the dying lawn in front of my apartment. Last summerContinue reading “The Last of the Melting Snow”

Snow Squall!

I was in the kitchen, when I heard a howl of wind outside. “Well, that’s interesting!” I thought. I went to the door, opened it, looked outside… There was a frumious snow squall! It was over within five minutes and the skies cleared off. I guess this is the expected cold front coming through. There’sContinue reading “Snow Squall!”

A Cold Start to the Year

I didn’t make it to midnight to see the stake put through 2025’s cold, black heart. I fell asleep about 9, while listening to Hot Jazz New Year’s Eve on WAMU, and woke at 11 to Fred Astaire singing “They Can’t Take That Away From Me.” I turned it off, turned off the lights, andContinue reading “A Cold Start to the Year”

The First Snow of the Season

I called my mom on Thursday for Thanksgiving. She wanted to know how much snow I had on the ground. “None,” I said. It had been sixty degrees a day or two before. “But if I’m remembering correctly, it looks like there’s a chance of snow early next week. Monday or Tuesday.” Today is Sunday.Continue reading “The First Snow of the Season”

On Wishing For Winter’s End

It is official. I am tired of winter. A record-setting snowfall fell overnight Wednesday, between seven-and-a-half and eight inches. My drive home Wednesday night from the office was frought with peril; it was raining when I left the office, sleeting when I reached the interstate, snowing when I reached the Owings Mills Expressway, blizzard conditionsContinue reading “On Wishing For Winter’s End”