Yesterday, a powerful storm named Hernando made its way up the East Coast, from the mid-Atlantic to the Northeast, including Massachusetts, where my daughter and son-in-law live, and Maine, where we live. The storm brought snow, snow, and more snow.
Because Maine is north of north, you might think that we got hit the hardest, but you would be wrong. Where Shannon and Mike live, just outside Boston, the snowfall was twenty-one inches. (Boston is about 160 miles south of us.) To the south of them, in Rhode Island, snowfall totaled nearly thirty inches, and travel bans were in effect in some counties. (Folks, that’s a lot of snow, even by Maine standards.) Maine’s snowfall? Two inches. As I write this, Clif is outside with his scoop and shovel, cleaning the driveway and walkways. There is too little snow for Snow Joe.
Here are some pictures that Shannon and Mike took outside Boston.
The view from their window,
their parking lot,
and on the way to work the next day—again, just outside Boston. Has a Narnia look, doesn’t it?
And here is a picture of our porch. The snow on the rail will give an idea of how much snow we got—not much.
It’s funny how a storm can peter out as it moves north. At our home on the edge of the woods, none of us were sorry that Hernando didn’t dump a lot of snow on us. As you can probably tell from the picture, we have plenty of snow, and we certainly didn’t need thirty inches more.
Still, in New England, a winter without snow is a sorry affair, not good for the perennials, not good for the water table. But one thing is certain: this year, in New England, we have plenty of snow.
Notes From the Hinterland 
Here on the south coast we received 37+ inches. We are quite comfortably snowed in. Shades of northern Vermont. It was wild!
I should say so! And to think we only got two inches.
Seems as if you’re back to blogging again?
It seems that I am. Couldn’t stay away. 😉
RI really got slammed! Apparently they beat their Blizzard of ‘78 record.
Holy cats, what a storm!
Yikes! I have friends in Rhode Island who couldn’t open their front door!
Yikes is right!
I wonder why storms have to be named? Somebody got the bright idea of naming our Big Freeze of ’21 “Uri.” I prefer the “Snowpocalypse of ’21”! We are expecting 80F tomorrow. Trees are getting wee green buds. But it’s so dry we desperately need rain.
Naming storms seems odd to me, too. I suppose Simone thought that hurricanes shouldn’t have all the fun. Hope you get some rain soon.
Wowsah what a storm Laurie, so glad you’re all OK and keeping warm and cosy 🙏❤️ xxx
Certain snow scenes do make one think of Narnia. Funny, isn’t it, how fantasy imprinted on your imagination when you are young can resonate through a lifetime!
Received a wonderful post from a blog friend yesterday living practically next to Central Park in New York. He took a lot of beautiful pictures of people frolicking in the snow inside the Park . . . perchance all the snow-covered cars were not so funny if one had to get to work. Thank you for your photos and descriptions which I am reading earlyish in the morning in Oz with the thermometer saying 28C and about another 10 degrees to come 🙂 ! Somewhere midline would be nice . . . ?