There is something about a fresh layer of newly fallen snow that, at the appropriate place and time, offers a welcomed relief from the drudgery of a dark and dreary winter’s afternoon. At times the snow’s arrival adds a romantically rustic appeal to any drab setting.
Other times the ever increasing amounts of the stuff is more of a bane than a boon especially when , theoretically at least, the season for all the once hoped for snowfall has come and gone.
It seems that each centimeter of snow that falls actively suppresses the fact that warmer spring weather, sunny days and colorful flowers will soon be making their dramatic entrance into a more than receptive world.
This is a wet snow that accumulates easily, is extremely difficult to shovel from porches and sidewaks and melts readily in the warm rays of the early afternoon sun.
For the past number of days since spring’s official starting date I have had my hands full trying to at least keep up with the generous accumulations of snow that have clogged the drive ways and walks of my residence.
Many times this past winter the offical snow removal crews have been a tad late to clear the ways and so this year bought a large shovel to help them out! Keeps a person in great shape but there is only so much a tenant really wants to do.
The weather forecast for the next five days is not that encouraging. More snow is expected .
I guess I won’t put my large shovels away until at least June 21st. The snow might just be gone by then. But no promises.