My Connecticut periodontist, Barry, posted some pics on Facebook tonight. His new snowblower arrived.
“It’s here. She’s a beauty.”
Outside the births of his children, it’s possible Barry’s never been this proud!
On Twitter, Ryan Hanrahan of NBC30 and Eric Fisher from Boston’s WBZ, were chatting up the potential for wintry weather in New England.
Let the model watch begin (and not the fun kind). 0z coming in. We’ll be doing a lot of this for the next week or so. – @ericfisher
Barry, Ryan and Eric are all excited about winter. Me too.
As Helaine and I drove up the 405 this afternoon she said, “I knew it would be good, but not this good.”
We have had a nearly endless succession of sunny days. Today, November 6, it hit 80°. The dew point at 2:00 PM was 22°. The forecast in a word: More.
Before we moved here, I knew what the weather would be… on paper. It’s different when you’re experiencing it.
Don’t get me wrong. There will be chilly days. It will rain. The blue will be hidden behind clouds.
The difference is, bad here is short lived.
A few nights ago, Helaine and I were walking Doppler. Across the street we saw our neighbor, Grace and her pup, Bailey.
Temps were in the mid-60°s. Grace was wearing long sleeves and a puffy thermal vest.
“What happens when it’s really winter,” I asked?
This is what happens when you get too much of a good thing.