Rachel and I were discussing the forecast tonight. Two fronts by Saturday. Frost, maybe a hard freeze, in spots Saturday and Sunday mornings.
It’s coming. Winter. You just can’t stop it.
People are surprised I’m not excited by snow.
“You must love winter storms,” they’ll say.
It’s a pain. It’s a pain to drive in. It’s a pain to dress for. It’s a pain to deal with.
It’s more than a pain, it’s a royal pain, to forecast! And this is the time of year viewers (like you) are most interested in specifics. I wish I could take the Romney approach here and go light on the details.
Science has its limits. Winter storms are complex. Sometimes the correct solution is beyond our capabilities. If working harder would make my winter forecasts more accurate I’d stay up all night!
At Hartford, October’s daily high starts at 69° on the first and ends up 58° on the 31st. We lose another 11 degrees in November. Daily highs don’t bottom out until we’re 2/3 done with January.
Leaves have begun to fall more rapidly.
We’re getting new winter coats at work.
You just can’t stop it.