Snowed Out
It was 70 degrees the other day. In Boston. I kid you not. 70 degrees in January is something I’d expect in Louisiana but not in Boston. Something isn’t right in the state of Massachusetts.
Statistically, January is the coldest month. The average high is 36; the average low is 22. We haven’t had any of that yet. Autumn was beautiful. Many days were consecutively sunny and mild. Very spring-like. But not Boston spring. Oh no. Boston spring, at least for the last two years, has been cold and rainy.
Even looking at the extended 10-day forecast you will notice a disconcerting trend. The temperature averages begin to drop somewhat but they quickly rebound after only a day or two, with the high temperature Friday reaching 52. The nightly lows seem to be near some level of normalcy, dipping into the 20s once of twice, but mostly they reside in the 30s and even the 40s. This is not the Boston I have known for two years.
But perhaps most alarming is the lack of snowfall. Since I moved here it has always started snowing in October. So far this winter there have been two days of minimal snow. Both in December and both gone within hours. So really there hasn’t been any snow. Not like the past years at least. Usually when I come back from Louisiana after Xmas I find snow all over the place. This year there was none. It’s almost as if someone canceled Winter. It was probably Jesus®. From what I understand he’s in charge of climate.
While I sit here, patiently waiting for some freakin’ snow, mayhaps someone can identify this classic G.I. Joe character. If you guess correctly you win a pot pie.
