More Snow–and Then Some

Weather contrasts: Tropical Storm Karen and Winter Storm Atlas

I’m getting it with both barrels today.

First, more snow–my fault, of course, for liking snow. I had to go to the supermarket and stock up for the week. It was still snowing when I got back, so I went outside for my cigar. Somehow that made the snow turn into heavy rain and now we have a slush storm.

And in the adjacent apartment, they’re doing some kind of major construction project, providing us in our apartment with a symphony of loud hammering, loud drilling, and lots of banging around. If you’ve ever tried to write with heavy construction noises as your background music, you’ll know what I’m up against. But Patty has it worse: she’s trying to do our taxes. It sounds like they’re testing helicopter engines in the adjacent kitchen. I was going to write my Newswithviews this afternoon: dream on.

I think I’ll just post another hymn, and then try to go back to reading Sebastian Gorka’s book, which I’m reviewing for Chalcedon.

I hope I don’t go mad. They’ve just started with the power drills again.

6 comments on “More Snow–and Then Some

  1. It can be frustrating. Over the last 36 hours or so, we had accumulated over 7 new inches of snow, then along came the wind all night last night and reduced the snow to a little over an inch or two in most places. I don’t know which is worse.

  2. Exactly one week ago it was freezing with snow and ice on the ground. Today it’s a sunny 67 degrees. What a difference a week can make in Texas.

    1. Our weather changes are usually not that extreme. Our winters are usually pretty mild In fact it only snows about once every 16 years or so. This winter was quite unusual for our area.

  3. We’re having a heat wave right now in Central Ohio, with temperatures in the 30s. So the snow piles are gradually turning into slush piles. Of course, when the temperatures drop again, the slush and the watery runoff from it will turn into ice lakes, but tra la la, it’s February. I don’t put my boots away until April just in case — and one year we had a surprise snowstorm for Shakespeare’s Birthday (23 April).

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