Actually, is wasn’t bad in Medford – just a couple of inches that melted as soon as the sun came out on Sunday and no loss of electricity (unlike 800,000 other households in the state). But Worcester was another story – a full foot and lots of downed electrical lines. As my brother-in-law, who manages the property for me, was snowed in at his cabin where I suspect he got at least 18″ and may be stuck until May (can you say “Donner”?), I had to drive out to Worcester to shovel the walk and check for damage. Fortunately, all was fine. Electricity on, no water in the basement. Even the fruit trees, which I feared were going to lose some limbs, made it through unscathed.
I went to a friend’s house yesterday to watch the Patriots play a miserable game against the Steelers. His neighbor’s kids had built three small snowmen in their yard. I hope someone puts a jack-o-lantern on one of the bodies. That would make a great photo.
Snow in October! Bah humbug!