White Stuff

Well, it finally snowed in Greenwich yesterday, and even a bit more this morning. So now we can all tell our grandchildren that we remember the winter of 2006-7, in which a new record for snowless days was set. That and twenty bucks or so should get us a cup of coffee at Starbucks by the time they head off to college to get away from having to listen to us natter on.

But once again it's sunny and warm outside, so not much of the white stuff is left. Remember the old New England winters, when we had to walk two miles through four feet of snow to get to our one-room schoolhouse? Or the blizzard of 1978, when Governor Grasso closed the State of Connecticut and the roof of the Hartford Civic Center fell in? Ah, the days of real winter weather...but I natter.

So your scribe will continue to call this the non-winter of 2006-7 until and unless given reason to describe it otherwise. And, says he, ending on a hopeful note, let's remember that the vernal equinox is less than nine weeks away. That's about as far ahead of us as Thanksgiving is in the past. The days are getting longer, the sun is getting stronger, and spring is just around the corner. So is it time to cock a snook at Old Man Winter?

Perhaps not...what is it they say about letting sleeping dogs lie? Guess I'll wait and see what Phil the Groundhog has to say.