So fellow travelers, hush….listen
can you hear it?
Uh huh, that is the legendary “sound of silence.”
I’m not sure it’s what Simon and Garfunkle had in mind when they penned their iconic song, but anyone who lives in deep snow country knows it and it is what I woke to this morning after hours and hours of constant snow. Sixty-six hours for anyone keeping track, which of course the airport weather station does for us.
66 hours and 19.5 inches later our yard is an arctic landscape, minus the glaciers, although if our sub zero windchills continue those may be coming soon. Stay tuned.
Lake Effect bands like this are common here. Unlike Winter Storm Grayson which blustered up the East coast earlier this week they are a not product of specific low pressure systems, but the result of several conditions (cold dry air, open waters of Lake Erie and Lake Ontario, shifting winds) which combine to create streams of snowfall over areas of Upstate New York. Our weather teams don’t refer to them as “storms,” they call them “events.”
I suspect it will be a while before I can put away the outdoor Christmas decorations.
It’s been a while since we had such a severe start to a winter season. Favorite Youngest Daughter commented it’s the first white Christmas we’ve had in a while. Oh we always get snow well before Christmas, but in recent years it seems it melted right before we most wanted it. Not so this year, in fact winter is ramping up to be one long, brain freezing endurance test.
So, if Old Man Winter is laying down the challenge, I’m determined to summit those wind driven snow drifts and seek wonder wherever I can.
Dawn comes silenced winds
leave glistening gems of Light
Pause Wonder Breathe Be
Walk gently on the path my friends and may adventure find you ready.