So you think winter in the Northeast is a five month cluster of cabin fever, numb limbs and ice boogers? Well, maybe it is, but at least we have something to talk about. In California, it’s all ”Beautiful day, bro” and “Yeah, sunny like yesterday, bro”. And that’s the end of the conversation. Up here, when you’re on line at the hardware store after a weather event you get full chapters of rich weather-related material: That near miss on Route 9 when the Subaru went sideways into the porch where the Gilberts are usually playing cribbage; The snowblower that sucked up a hardened squirrel carcass and launched it through the den window; Four days on an air mattress in front of the fireplace during the outage, surviving on gin and corn nuts. Big stories. Big drama. And new stories blow in with every low pressure system. You gotta love that.
Oh, and by the way, when the sky falls here, the view is pretty good, too…
