Not really feelng the love from winter this winter.
How is it possible to live in New England and count the snow pileup (from the one “storm” we’ve had so far) on less than half of one hand’s fingers?
So I went in search of the white stuff in mid-January, there was a rumor that central Mass. had seen some one week recently. That Sunday I ventured westward to go visit the Wachusett Meadow Audubon Center in Princeton. Sure enough, the further west I got the more like winter it looked. By the time I arrived, there was a good 4-5 inches on the ground. Crusty, but white nonetheless. It was a brightly sunny afternoon and in the single digits but perfect for a long walk through the woods to visit the beaver/otter pond on their land. Didn’t even need snowshoes or skis.
These are some shots from that day, along with a couple taken the morning after our one “storm” this season.
Let’s hope these won’t be the last ones this season before things start to really warm up.