The Winter Wars

This is not what the great outdoors looks like today.

But it will tomorrow.

For the past three weeks, we've had an extraordinarily welcome break from shoveling and roof raking and snowblowing. The tonnage on folks' roofs has had time to diminish during the day before it refreezes during our very cold nights.

We're all still complaining about the cold—it just saps all your energy—but the evidence of the end of winter is unmistakeable. The dirt-encrusted banks on the sides of the road are shorter. The towns are posting weight limit signs on the smaller roads so that as the ground beneath the asphalt thaws, heavy trucks won't cave in our byways.

The frost heaves are getting bad enough to give you motion sickness as you get jostled from side to side while being jostled up and down. Seriously, trying to drink coffee on these roads is nigh impossible.

But [sigh] the forecast for tomorrow is heavy snow. And lots of it. So this is what we will look like tomorrow.

Twenty five days to spring.