Somewhere, in the wild world of the Troposphere, it all begins. That’s where The Big One originates. There’s water involved, cold temperatures, wind and a waiting winter, already mostly frozen.
Everyone in the North Country is awaiting the arrival of the first significant snowfall, To us, it’s The Big One. I have my brand new red snowblower all ready to move large amounts of the white stuff.
Instead, we got slammed with a thumb-numbing cold. It was at least -6 degrees Fahrenheit when the sun came through the woods early this morning. Now, I’ve seen it much worse ( -6 F would actually seen mild).
But, it is what it is. I felt frozen as I went about my morning.
Every adult knows that no two snowflakes are the same. No wonder about that when you consider the types of snowflakes that eventually form snow.
Instead of test driving my new red snowblower, I’m on my knees on the front deck with a hand lens.
Looking for signs of The Big One.