Snow...

A couple quick pictures of the snow at Casa del G.:

Front

That's the view out of my front door. It's hard to get a sense of scale without actually being down in the walkway, but I wasn't about to shed my bathrobe for the snow suit yet. The snow pile on the side of the walk way is up to 6' high in spots. We've lost our 3' tall driveway markers in some spots - it's okay, though, the 8' tall snowbanks let us know where the driveway ends...

It's getting a little frightening, actually:

Back

That's looking out the french doors to the back deck. Bear in mind that there's a good 6" step down onto the porch for scale. Looking out into the back yard, the kids' swingset has lost all three swings to the snow. The decorative 2' tall flowerpots that disguise the covers to the septic tanks are completely hidden, a small mound of snow the only evidence that there's even something there.

This is, without hyperbole, the most snow I have ever seen here in New England. I've lived on the same street my entire life, even in the Blizzard of 1978, the storm of the century and the benchmark for a lot of snow - and this is by far more snow. We're consistently getting a foot or more per storm, and this year we're not getting an intermittent warming period to melt any of it.

Now, I'm loathe to draw any conclusions from this winter, as (commenters are quick to remind me) weather ≠ climate; all I know is that I've had enough climate weather to last me the rest of the winter. Cabin fever is setting in pretty hard core, with even indoor events having to be canceled because of the poor weather. We've had to close down our business twice already this winter, and the kids are on their sixth snow day of the year. And it's only February 2nd - we've had winters that extend through March easily.

All I can say is that I'm ready for spring.

That is all.