As was predicted, Old Man Winter let his presence be known and gave us a bit of the white stuff Thursday night.
There’s nothing quite like waking up to a fresh dusting of snow (or in this case about 3 inches), and there is always something super special about the first official snow fall of the season.
The high temps for the coming week are only supposed to be in the 20s and 30s, so I suspect that this new batch is going to stay around and be considered the base for the season.
Although this sets in the reality of what the next 5 months has in store for us (and we’ll all be a little snow crazy by February), at least it covers up the brown blahs I’ve been looking at for the last month.
It is this time of year that I look at the pros and cons of the impending winter season (pro: bears will hibernate and I can put up my birdfeeders; con: bone chilling cold), all of them weigh in to the same conclusion: this is life in the Northwoods and we have no other choice but to embrace it.
But that doesn’t mean we can’t complain about it too. Especially come February.