I still chortle when I tell the tale of my family’s first winter on the east coast of the US.
A few snowflakes fell, and whoosh, the whole city shut down.
We’d moved from the Rocky Mountains area, and this new-to-us approach to snow (or the lack thereof) was undeniably entertaining.
Boy oh boy oh boy oh boy have times – and the weather – changed over the years.
Hey, Friendly East Coast People, here’s wishing you lots of strength, and I’m hoping for a super speedy recovery!