ONE HUNDRED DAYS OF NOISE FROM DONAD TRUMP
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Let it snow, let it blow, let it go. You've got recuperatin' to do. ;)
How is the nemo affecting Boston?I have a very dear friend who lives in Providence. She and her husband were scheduled to return from three weeks in Costa Rica day before yesterday. I am concerned about her (and the husband too, nominally ;-), because so far I have been unable to reach them either by phone or email.Two FEET of snow can be very daunting even for you staunch, stark, rock-ribbed New Englanders.Ah well! This too shall pass, I suppose. I only pray it doesn't take many victims away with it when it goes.Please be careful.
I've seen 8 ft drifts from that type of snow & wind in the Dakotas...can bring things to a standstill.
At this hour, 7:00 pm, the snow is beginning to accumulate, and I hear the plows slushing by on my street every hour or so.The weather forecasters are predicting 2 to 3 feet here in Boston, although I can't imagine that. And on the Cape, where I have a home, they're predicting wind gusts up to 90 mph! Unimaginable!I'm sorry, FT, I have no news about Providence. If your friends are in the city, they should be safe. I hope for their sake, they are.We all need to hang on and ride this storm out.
As we wait for Nemo in western MA.Just another day in the long list of snowy days over the past 42 years.Doubting it will be any where nears as daunting as the storm of "78" that bumped between 30 and 36 inches of the white stuff.
What beautiful "Old World" street lamps you have!Your neighborhood looks very attractive. Reminds me a little of the street in New York's Washington Heights where an aunt and uncle once lived -- a place I haven't visited in sixty years. I thought apartment house living in "The City" was Heaven when I was a toddler. Family weekend gatherings with wonderful food, lots of laughter and card games after dinner may have been responsible for that, but there is a kind of magic in cityscapes seen through the windows of a cozy apartment almost entirely absent in the suburbs and the outlying fields and forests.As a child, I felt -- and still feel -- there must be nothing lonelier than an isolated farm in winter.By the way, my friend in Providence wrote and said there was no more than an inch or two of snow there as of yesterday evening, and that all was well there -- so far.She's a hardy soul -- a former tomboy -- who loves winter weather, and was frankly glad to get back to New England after three weeks in Costa Rica, which she found a trifle boring. Expressed irritation with the media for over hyping every weather event. "Crying wolf," was the way she put it. Anderson is right; you still have some recuperatin' to do, so please don't tempt fate and do to much too soon. Relapses are hell.
Let two flakes of snow fall in the D.C. area, and people go into panic mode. I've never understood why! Panic mode did not used to be the case here when we were more rural. We prepared, yes, but we didn't panic back then; and in the 1950s and 1960s, we had one helluva lot of snow too!Hope hat you don't have prolonged power outages with all those high winds.
I'm guessing 2½ feet here in Everett.The snow blower was having trouble. Nemo be one wicked badass.
On a positive note...Think of all the kids that woke up this morning, looked out the window, and were excited by the snow....
Happily, no power loss.The snow is drifted above all the cars parked on my street. Neighbors are out and shoveling this morning.Last night was rather magical, despite the bother of having this storm disrupt everyone's lives. I did venture out to the end of my street and looked down Hanover Street, the main thoroughfare in Boston's North End. No cars or trucks; two or three young people out romping in the snow, squealing with delight. The street lamps all appeared as standing saints, haloed through the swirling, gusts of snow, as they stood watch over the empty sidewalks. All was silent, save for the low moan of the wind and the occasional crunch of boot on snow from a lone pedestrian out and about, taking photos of nature's powerful show.
Ducky looks at the North EndShaw, I did a little photo set on the North End. Have a look if you will.One of the gentlemen wasn't too happy."Hey you, what's with the camera?"Now this didn't seem like someone you could turn your back and walk on. I offered to delete the shot but I thought it was a great piece of the real North End.He said okay but don't do it again.One more day, camera intact. The life of a street shooter.
Ducky, when I first moved to this neighborhood 8 years ago, I took my camera out to take some photos of the local color.I was aiming my shot at Modern Pastry and noticed a guy standing under the sign, as I set up the shot, he took the newspaper he was holding and covered his face with it.That made me stop and think before I did that again.Some of my neighbors have been here for many, many years and have told me some interesting stories about "the old days" when certain people took, y'know, care of things and kept an eye on who was coming and going in this neighborhood.As one of my elderly neighbors told me, "ya always felt safe here because "the people" knew who belonged in the neighborhood and who didn't."BTW, I know one of the subjects in the photo in your set labeled "Pet." The North End is a small neighborhood, and I've gotten to know quite a few of the "regulars."Two of my favorites are "Tony" and "Phil." A couple of guys who stand on Hanover in the good weather, smoking their cigars and who are always willing to chat with me and tell me how it used to be.I've got a number of stories to go with those very excellent photos you took.You got the North End perfectly!
Shaw, I left another comment here last night, one that included the link to a humorous post I did a few years ago. I don't see that comment. I hope you didn't find it objectionable.
As you know, I've had to put my comments on moderation because the sickie troll came back.I may have inadvertently deleted your comment. Between my head feeling like it's stuffed with cotton and dealing with the blizzard, (my elderly neighbor needed some help) I can see me doing something as dumb as that.Please repost it. And I apologize for my stupidity.
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