New England had a blizzard this weekend. It started on Sunday afternoon and was done by early morning on Monday.
I personally disagree. I don't think blizzard was the best word. Yes, a lot of snow fell in a short amount of time with high wind speeds- the hallmarks of a blizzard, but really it didn't amount to much where I was. The word blizzard to me has connotations of violent and cruel weather- akin to a tornado in my book. It brings up images of three to five feet of snow, people being stuck in their houses because the snow has buried the doors and is up over the windows.
I know there were many people who got close to twenty inches of snow. Many had trouble getting out of their driveways, a lot of the roads were horrible and a lot of people lost their electricity. And then there was that serious flooding in Scituate with house fires. I feel sad for those displaced families and hope that they will be able to get back to their houses soon and re-build their lives. I worry for any family members that they had to leave behind- I'm talking about the family cat or dog or budgie. It will be difficult, not only for the people, but also for the pets who cannot fend for themselves. These areas experienced a storm worthy of being called a blizzard.
Central Mass- say Worcester County- however, got ten inches- tops. And it wasn't even heavy snow. It was the light fluffy stuff you could blow on and have it fly away. It was not worthy of being called a blizzard where I was. I am not denying that it is a pain in the ass, and that it has and will continue to cause problems for people. I just think that here it was a regular old everyday snowstorm. For us it could have been worse. Anyone remember the ice storm? My family was without power for nearly three days, my grandparents close to a week. Anyone remember the blizzard of 1978? (I think it was... I was only two.) From stories I heard, that was a whopper of a storm. Cars were stuck on the highway and covered over like boulders and there were ten foot drifts of snow...
I remember living in Maine, Bangor, actually, and having a snowstorm begin on Friday night and end, say, Sunday afternoon. I mean solid snow. Sometimes it would let up a bit, or turn to freezing rain, but for that period of time, there was always some form of precipitation falling from the sky. I remember this because my very brave roommate would walk in the flying snow down to the local market to buy eggs, bacon, milk and pancake mix so that we could have pancakes and bacon. Yumm. Up in Maine they called it a snowstorm; what weather we just had in central Mass pales in comparison.
I don't know where I was going with this. I had someplace when I started,but I lost it along the way. I guess I was really hoping for two feet of snow- it has been so long since I have seen it.
I personally disagree. I don't think blizzard was the best word. Yes, a lot of snow fell in a short amount of time with high wind speeds- the hallmarks of a blizzard, but really it didn't amount to much where I was. The word blizzard to me has connotations of violent and cruel weather- akin to a tornado in my book. It brings up images of three to five feet of snow, people being stuck in their houses because the snow has buried the doors and is up over the windows.
I know there were many people who got close to twenty inches of snow. Many had trouble getting out of their driveways, a lot of the roads were horrible and a lot of people lost their electricity. And then there was that serious flooding in Scituate with house fires. I feel sad for those displaced families and hope that they will be able to get back to their houses soon and re-build their lives. I worry for any family members that they had to leave behind- I'm talking about the family cat or dog or budgie. It will be difficult, not only for the people, but also for the pets who cannot fend for themselves. These areas experienced a storm worthy of being called a blizzard.
Central Mass- say Worcester County- however, got ten inches- tops. And it wasn't even heavy snow. It was the light fluffy stuff you could blow on and have it fly away. It was not worthy of being called a blizzard where I was. I am not denying that it is a pain in the ass, and that it has and will continue to cause problems for people. I just think that here it was a regular old everyday snowstorm. For us it could have been worse. Anyone remember the ice storm? My family was without power for nearly three days, my grandparents close to a week. Anyone remember the blizzard of 1978? (I think it was... I was only two.) From stories I heard, that was a whopper of a storm. Cars were stuck on the highway and covered over like boulders and there were ten foot drifts of snow...
I remember living in Maine, Bangor, actually, and having a snowstorm begin on Friday night and end, say, Sunday afternoon. I mean solid snow. Sometimes it would let up a bit, or turn to freezing rain, but for that period of time, there was always some form of precipitation falling from the sky. I remember this because my very brave roommate would walk in the flying snow down to the local market to buy eggs, bacon, milk and pancake mix so that we could have pancakes and bacon. Yumm. Up in Maine they called it a snowstorm; what weather we just had in central Mass pales in comparison.
I don't know where I was going with this. I had someplace when I started,but I lost it along the way. I guess I was really hoping for two feet of snow- it has been so long since I have seen it.
