Yesterday, we (the CDC Association) canceled a RoundTable training event for today, because I knew it was going to be a big-gish snow. We definitely got 5 inches here in Walnut Hills above the river – I can tell by the snow piled up on the finch feeder and the squirrel baffle – and by just stepping out into the back yard to feed the birds.
I saw folk this morning, from 6-ish on, coming up Taft stop and go – until after 9:30. I had to wonder why. Some few of them no doubt have intense jobs at the medical centers. But most would have saved a lot of time and anxiety and general hassle by waiting a while. Enjoying another cup of coffee or tea, wrapping Christmas presents. Breathing.
One friend of mine, Mary, thinks this winter will be on a par with 1977 and 78. I remember friends who couldn’t use their cars for over a month – frozen in on the street. I lived in a stone house, and it never ever got warm. And one of these years, the Ohio River froze over – people walked across on the ice. It just didn’t quit. One awful weather forecast and then another.
I sincerely hope Mary is totally wrong about this – though I know this is her intuition talking, and it’s not likely to be wrong.