February thaw

This is the season of  sweet words--Luv U, 4 Ever,  Be mine,  pitchers and catchers report. But the two sweetest words today to me are-- February thaw!

How long has it been, encased in this ice?

I have forgotten what I look like without the scarves and layers--and the snowpants! What a shock  it will be to see  bare faces, like flowers on spring trees.

That first 40-degree day, people will go crazy! The layers will be  dropping--scarves, hats, mittens and gloves--forgotten, discarded, left behind in the piles of melting snow.

A  bare sidewalk is already enough to set my heart racing. Yes, some have forgotten  to shovel the sidewalks, and walking is like an Olympic event--a combination of ice-climbing and downhill racing at the corners.  Try it with groceries. Challenging, to say the least!

But this winter is not without its beauties.  The cold,  the clarity. The sun on all that snow--the sky so cloudless blue.

And every day now, there's a little more light in the evenings. That  indigo sky you can see in Japanese prints.  Look, there's the moon rising above the winter trees.

The silence of snow at night. Nothing is moving under the moonlight, a shadow, a rabbit in the snow.

Yes, not without its beauties, winter in this world.  But how welcome the thaw will be, what a lightening of spirits!

This morning, taking out the garbage, I am greeted by the sounds of sparrows in the warming air. Squirrels are chasing each other up and down the trees. I can almost hear  the steady drip of icicles melting. The thaw begins...

Wishful thinking. Instead, gray sky and a dusting of snow. Meanwhile, ice storms in the east. Thousands of flight cancellations. Extremely hazardous driving conditions.

Are you tired of this winter that will never end?  But it seems above freezing, today. It seems the snow is softer. I think I feel a warmish breeze. I am feeling kind of foolish in the snowpants, like  a heavy coat in July.

Stopping at Walgreens on the way home in the evening, I needed milk and cat food.

It's the night before Valentine's Day.  Oh yes! I had forgotten. I had forgotten so many things.

It's really crowded. The candy aisle is packed, everyone examining the heart-shaped boxes. Kids are running in the toy aisle.  Distracted  dads are picking out  cards for the mothers of  those kids.

Teenage girls are conferring over  nail polish colors.  There are boys with them, pretending not to be with them,  eyes glued to their phones.

There are three registers open, and the cashiers are trying to be cheerful. There are three long lines of people clutching pink plush teddy bears, boxes of chocolates, cards, gift bags, heart-shaped  balloons, six-packs of beer.  All of our lives laid out on the counter. Pampers, shampoo, Cheerios.

This is the  world  of necessities and desires. The world of the living, and love.

Heading home from Walgreens, I spot a red paper heart in the snow.

It's just two weeks to March 1, and meteorogical Spring.  Can you believe it?  Can you feel the February thaw...

 

 

 

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  • I do feel the thaw!

  • Kathy, you are the best! Thanks so much for reading...

  • This morning was 6 degrees and rather raw.
    Thaw?
    Pshaw!

  • You just wait, AW! If snow totals were temperatures, it would be 62...

    So good to hear from you. You know, there's no place to leave comments on your posts anymore. Thank you for Jack Benny on Friday, and Galileo today!

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    The powers that be tell me it's a malfunction they're looking to redress. Meanwhile back on the ranch.........

    Thanks as always WG.

  • At this point, I'm not sure there is going to be a February thaw. Last Thursday or so, the forecast for today was rain or freezing rain with a high about 38. Suddenly on Saturday it changed to snow with a high of 30 and the only difference was WGN saying 4-8" while WLS said 3"-5". The 50s on next Thursday is suddenly 44, which isn't going to thaw much.

    The only thing that seemed accurate is that they said last week that it would start snowing at 7 p.m. Saturday, and it sure did. Only enough to slick up the roads.

    Two other weather related stories last week:

    There was some article saying that the bad weather was because the Arctic Ocean was thawing and the weather was warm in Scandinavia. However, as one commenter pointed out, that didn't explain why the Great Lakes were 85% frozen over for the first time since (pick one) 1982, 1979, or 1977.

    Craig Ferguson said something about it being Weather Day last week, in honor of some professor at the University of Edinburgh. I forgot the name (and whether it was related to AW's post), but do remember Ferguson's reaction "How hard is it to predict the weather in Scotland? Monday crappy, Tuesday crappy, Wednesday crappy...." Combined with his tours of necropolises, Scotland must really be a creepy place.

  • In reply to jack:

    Thanks for stopping by, Jack! Yes, I'm beginning to think the February thaw is mostly wishful thinking, except for the spring fever at Walgreens. Still, 40 will feel like 60....

    Anyway, I'm getting out the snow pants. More snow, today!

    Yes, there was an interesting article in the Trib about the Arctic ice, and the jet stream. Is that the one you mean?

    Scotland has much natural beauty, I think. The nature/land/weather artist Andy Goldsworthy lives and works there.

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    The article, yes.

    Andy Goldsworthy must not have much in common with the creepy Scotsman and his robot skeleton, and I'm still not sure why the latter took Mila Kunis and Ariel Tweto to two necropolises.

    But do you have any lead on who the Scottish weather professor was?

  • In reply to jack:

    Jack, according to the Urban Dictionary, the word the Scots use for their weather (cold miserable gloomy) is dreich. Maybe related to dreck?

    Sums up our own weather.

  • In reply to Aquinas wired:

    Apparently both trace themselves to old English or some Germanic language, but dreich is as you indicate, while dreck is more "rubbish."

  • Hi, guys! I think the word for today is graupel...

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    Seems like sleet or hail, except that a snowflake is encapsulated in it.

    However, what is coming down around here is blowing around before falling like it is snow.

  • In reply to Weather Girl:

    So I have to grapple with graupel? How do you say "uncle" in German?

  • In reply to Aquinas wired:

    To be graupel, it has to sound like gravel when it hits the pavement.

  • Now, it's Thundersnow!!!

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