Well, it’s finally here. After teasing us with a few dusting s of snow, we were still pretty bare here in Southern Maine through most of December. Then, about ten o’clock Christmas morning, it began to snow. Not a blizzard mind you, but enough to provide the white Christmas you come to expect in Maine. Since then, it seems that if a little is good, then a lot must be great. We have over a foot on the ground and it will probably be with us in varying depths from now until spring.
I like the snow. The road crews up here know how to handle it. If you can get out of your driveway, you can go almost anywhere. Shortly after a snowfall starts, you will hear the salt and sand truck going by, and as the storm wears on, it is not unusual to be visited by the same truck four or five more times.
I lived in Louisville Kentucky for sixteen years, and during that time, we only had one snow storm of note. About sixteen inches. It happened on a weekend and although I only lived about three miles from my office, it was Thursday before I could get out, and then only because some neighbors with four wheel drive vehicles had made enough ruts that I could drive my Camry in them. We had still not been plowed. The city and the county were still arguing over which streets were in who’s jurisdiction and the City of Louisville had no idea where the chains for their trucks were, having been so long since anyone had used them. It was a real circus.
But any accumulation down there is an event. The news channels vie to see who can be the first to proclaim impending doom. Starting in late November, TV programming is interrupted by ominous music if someone utters the word snow out loud. Next, the local weather guy, a member in good standing of “The Storm Team” comes on and says “We interrupt this program to update you on the severe storm moving up through Tennessee and into Kentucky. As of six P.M, a snowflake was sighted in Henderson Kentucky, with a promise of several more to follow. As such, Louisville has declared a snow emergency and will enforce a parking ban beginning at eight P.M. tonight and lasting until March 18th. Caution is advised”. Immediately, everyone runs to Kroger and depletes the shelves of bread, milk, wine, and beer. Lots of beer. Insurance companies begin working overtime, reviewing reasons to disallow accident claims, and Home Depot orders another load of snow shovels. However, usually within a couple of days, having tired of waiting for the storm, everyone turns their attention to the upcoming Kentucky Derby, the parking ban is scaled back to February, and Home Depot has a sale on snow shovels.
If it’s all the same to you, I will stay right here where snow actually falls and, whether we admit it or not, we enjoy it. So, zip up your coat, wax your skis, sharpen your skates, tune up the snow mobile, and prepare to embrace the season. It’s going to be a couple of days until spring, or, as we lovingly call it up here, mud season.