In honor Groundhog's Day and because I am wrapping my mind around his prediction of six more weeks of winter (SIX MORE WEEKS!), I am writing a diatribe about winter. Maybe another time I will be able to write an account of the glories of winter, but today is not that day.
Very often, clients ask me about the winters here at Lily Dale. Even in the heat of summer, I can still shiver as I recall winter. My standard reply is: "We get a LOT of snow!" When I say it, I don't feel they truly comprehend what I mean or maybe it's because I haven't found the right way to convey it through words. Add in this year's "polar vortex" and I'm ready to move to sunny Florida.
So here we go...
Very often, clients ask me about the winters here at Lily Dale. Even in the heat of summer, I can still shiver as I recall winter. My standard reply is: "We get a LOT of snow!" When I say it, I don't feel they truly comprehend what I mean or maybe it's because I haven't found the right way to convey it through words. Add in this year's "polar vortex" and I'm ready to move to sunny Florida.
So here we go...
- We live in a zone called the Chautauqua Ridge. We consistently get loads of lake-effect snow dumped on us because of our close proximity to Lake Erie and our higher elevation.
- On Route 60 (the major road that runs from Dunkirk NY to Jamestown NY), there is practically a line of demarcation of the snow band on the road. I have been tempted to get out of my car at that point in the road and take a picture with one foot in snow and one foot on green grass. It frequently can be snowing here in Lily Dale and sunny in Fredonia or Jamestown.
- We get so much snow we don't know where to put it. Some winters the snow pile in front of our house has been up to the porch roof. To that end, my ingenious husband custom-made plastic and wood barriers for our porch to keep the snow at bay.
- Humungous icicles form on many of the houses. They are more aptly termed ice pillars. Like running streams frozen in time, they slide down the roof valleys and root themselves to the ground.
- I call my husband the "Snow Conqueror". He loves snow. He snowblows, shovels, scrapes, salts, knocks icicles off the house, and sweeps the porch. Without him, it would be tempting to stay inside the house and hibernate until winter is all over.
- It has been so cold this year already we have used five out of five allotted snow days (versus many other school districts in the county who have only used two snow days thus far). Turtlenecks, sweaters, longjohns, heavy wool socks, slippers, and a lap blanket are part of my winter uniform.
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