The country has been lashed for a week by a meteorological monster originating in Siberia, and anybody who had to brave the sub-zero temperatures and 30 mph winds didn’t need to be told that it hadn’t wafted in from the Seychelles. Up until yesterday there was snow, it seemed, everywhere but here.
Then finally here it was. I love it, but of course I don’t have to drive in it, or take a train (many were blocked), or do anything other than wrap myself up like Boris Karloff as The Mummy and get out and look at it.
The next day (today), it was melting. I hate that part because it’s ugly and because who knows how long it will be before it snows again? So arrivederci, snow. At least you’re not turning to ice.
A late, but no less sincere, welcome back!
I hope you had a wonderful stay in the US. We came back from China a couple of weeks ago and found the weather in Sweden equally “pazzo”. This winter we haven’t had much snow in Stockholm, but who would have guessed the snow was saving iteself for March? Pazzo, indeed. Now I’m shovelling snow and scraping frost from the car’s windows just to get to work in the morning. My daughter, however, is enjoying herself playing in the snow.
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A late, but no less sincere, welcome back!
I hope you had a wonderful stay in the US. We came back from China a couple of weeks ago and found the weather in Sweden equally “pazzo”. This winter we haven’t had much snow in Stockholm, but who would have guessed the snow was saving iteself for March? Pazzo, indeed. Now I’m shovelling snow and scraping frost from the car’s windows just to get to work in the morning. My daughter, however, is enjoying herself playing in the snow.
Best regards,
Andreas
There isn’t much snow in Stockholm or Venice because it all got sent to Maine!
As long as we know where it is… 🙂