There are less than 12 hours left of winter now, and it is in these waning moments of the most harsh of seasons that I grow a bit whistful.<\/p>\n
March has indeed been a march!<\/em><\/p>\n First, I would like to take responsibility for antagonizing Old Man Winter<\/em>, back in February, and causing him to really give New England a wintry thrashing these past several weeks. It has all been my fault. No snowstorm better demonstrated Old Man Winter<\/em> returning to top form better than the record setting blizzard of February 9-10. After that, there were light snowfalls, but my winter hat goes off for the sneak attack of March 8th, during which the Old Man<\/em> dumped an unexpected foot of snow on the region just in time for the morning rush hour. That one was really depressing. The forecasters missed the call entirely. I found myself late for work and snow-blowing the driveway all pissed off and wearing a neck-tie. Great start to the day.<\/p>\n Today’s weather on the last full day of winter was fittingly terrible. We awoke to a 8 inches of snow that needed blowing before work. The rest of the day was gale force winds with alternating snow and freezing rain. A real mess.<\/p>\n And now spring is hours away, at least astronomical spring. It will still be a few weeks before pleasant weather becomes the norm.<\/p>\n But after this nasty winter weather, how can April possibly be the cruelest month?<\/p>\n copyright 2012 Magnus Incognito<\/em><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" There are less than 12 hours left of winter now, and it is in these waning moments of the most harsh of seasons that I grow a bit whistful. March has indeed been a march! First, I would like to … Continue reading