So last year was my much-documented First Michigan Winter. And man, was it a doozy. It seemed to snow all the time; it just never stopped. Many Michiganders assured me that last winter was not a typical winter. Though we do live in the snow belt, getting the famous lake effect snow, they swore last year was tougher than usual.
Last year, Jason and I went to Saugatuck and Douglas on the weekend of December 14th, and documented the first real snow fall that fell that weekend here. From then on it didn’t really stop; we’d have a thaw after a few days, and then it would start up again as soon as the previous storm’s snow was gone. It was a pretty brutal cycle, even for a knitter and self-proclaimed lover of winter and all things snowy.
This year I was prepared for a more typical Michigan winter, whatever that means. So imagine my surprise when, in mid-November, it started snowing. Mind you, it was just showers and dustings and flurries at first, but it was still snow. I was a little concerned, but was still able to shake off the nagging worry at the back of my mind. Then, about a week ago, it began snowing in earnest. We headed out to pick up our tree and had to turn around because the roads were so bad. Again, I thought it was a freak storm.
This afternoon, some friends offered to pick me up for some awesome Indian buffet because, once again, it’s snowing and our treacherous driveway hasn’t been plowed yet. While waiting I snapped this photo of our adorable little house (our apartment is the first floor) and it hit me.
Winter is here early, it’s pissed, and it’s going to kick my ass. After this realization I promptly made a trip to the liquor store for some wine before the roads got too bad. I have my priorities.
I’m off to snuggle up with some research. I’ve got my end of the semester crunch this week, but I’ll catch everyone on the flip, hopefully with a new knitting project to show off (and maybe even some sewing, too). I hope that, wherever you are, you’re staying warm!