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Everyday Winter perspectives

We've always had these markers on the fire hydrants, in case the snowbanks are taller than the hydrants, but this is the first year in 24 that they've really been needed in our neighborhood.


Our cold weather has kept the snowmelt very slow, so we've still got about 15"on the ground.





Comments

Vivi said…
I noticed the fire hydrants this year too...how they are actually mostly buried! Why do we live here anyways?!?!?
PTCPAPA said…
We live here because in a few months we'll be walking a fragrant path along a lake, and we'll linger for an impromptu picnic, and we'll see a bird building a nest in a bush, and we'll push a child on a playground swing in the sunshine, and then somebody we know will wave,and we'll feel connected to this temporarily wintery place. (Oh Dad, you don't have to be so serious.)
Hilary said…
That's a whole lot of snow! I realized I read this post on what is called the gloomiest day of the year. I still wouldn't trade the changing of seasons that we get here!
scott said…
This is really fun to look at ....Considering my front door is open,
the fact that I have been wearing shorts all week while I have been outside painting a house...but hey ..we have seasons here...it rains for about a week, then it's sunny all year..Oh ..we do have a fire season as well !
scott said…
And a few I forgot... a Football season, Baseball season,Horse Racing season, Avocado season ..the tourist season is year around so I can't count that I guess....

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