Winter, In Name Only…

“Thy tooth is not so keen, Because thou art not seen”
(Shakespeare, As You Like It)

snow 4
february 3, 2015

“Where is Winter?”  The calendar tells me we are in its grip, but the thermometer says, not so. 2015 brought thigh high snows, yet 2016 has seen nary a flake. “Where is Winter?”

No Snow
february 3, 2016

Our daffodils, normally unseen until April, are breaking ground, and like a periscope, daring to peek at a most unusual sight…grass, in February.  “Where is Winter?”

I almost expect to see worms wiggling out of my way as I leave prints in the soft underfooting of my yard, a ground seemingly unfrozen. But they know better, this is just a tease before arctic air dares to return for an end of season blast, the way firework finales finish a show.  And my orange snowblower looks content to be idle, gathering dust instead of devouring snow. “Where is Winter?”

Today, I saw a flock of Canada geese heading north. Were they locals who call this home, or the real birds that migrate when weather signals them to go?  Oh, let it be the latter. I do admire watching their hard work, these harbingers of the changing seasons. I called to them, “Where is Winter, eh?”, but they were far gone.

I am not a ‘winter person’. Neither the snow nor the cold make my life comfortable. I grumble about it. And just when I’m ready to say, ‘enough with this nonsense, Mother Nature senses my frustration and begins the change to the most beautiful stretch of weather from April thru November. It’s the reward for my patience with her.

But for now, the strange calmness that has enveloped us along the Niagara frontier reminds me of the sailors on the listing Pequod, waiting and waiting for the wind. In our case, the winter wind. I do not miss the winter, wherever it is.

I believe I am not alone…am I?

Buckland in Winter
Buckland Farm in Brighton, NY

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to my Rochester Instagram followers, whether you are winter fans, or not

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Retired in 2013 after 5 years as an elementary school teacher and 40 years as a sales representative. My essays/stories are a way to communicate through the telling of personal experiences. One reader said about my essays, "...these are like a cold sip during a marathon run, simple, real life events". Enjoy the run!

15 thoughts on “Winter, In Name Only…”

    1. Well we have it cold enough to kill the ‘skeeters’ (US slang), but still get our share in summer. And my neighbor has a birdbath with standing water which will attract them, too.

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    1. Elen, I must confess that I inserted the ‘eh’ specifically for you. Remember, they were Canada geese. I’m elated that you noticed it and commented. I bet The G-man can’t slip anything by you. As for the lingo, But notation was part of my sales territory and I loved going there, except for Toronto (just didn’t seem like Canada), thoroughly enjoyed the people. Had some nice Grand Marnier at the Inn At the Falls in Bracebridge in Jan (talk aboot snow. Thanks for the fun.

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  1. Around here we have Summer and February, and this year even February has started out mild. I spent several winters in Alaska and really enjoyed the changing seasons. Just about the time I got tired of one, the next would begin. I really enjoyed this post. I just hope you haven’t jinxed yourself!

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    1. It is so nice to hear from you. We had enough snow to cover the ground the day after I posted it. But mild temps prevailed and it’s gone. The snow picture is more normal for us (85″/yr ave) but I’m enjoying this winter. I agree with you about the changing seasons, variety being the spice of life. Are you in Instagram? I enjoy that more than FB.

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  2. I am wondering if Mother Nature is just biding her time to see if we’ll be fooled:). My neighbor’s magnolia is starting to show signs of growth–which is far too early! I hope your daffodils are wiser.

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    1. At least it’s keeping the deer in their domain, for the most part, where they still have access to shrubs and other deer delicacies, saving our hydrangeas from their foraging. But the east coast is getting their share.

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