Let's see ... what's new and different around here this past week? Oh! I know! It snowed for a change.
There was something slightly different with the big storm this week -- thundersnow! While the winds weren't strong enough to make it technically a blizzard here, a round of thunder actually shook my whole apartment building in the wee hours. As I awoke, I saw about five more flashes of lightning, but was unable to catch them with my camera.
If we didn't go into deep freezes after each snowstorm here, things wouldn't be as bad. If the snow cover could melt a bit in between each snow, I don't think I'd be as tired of it as I am. I feel like I'm back in my childhood year or two in upstate western New York where the "lake effect" snows buried us in the winter. Back then it was fun, at least for the kids. It was pre-snowblower days, so my father certainly had a workout. We'd build tunnels through the snow and have a ball.
For some reason, as an adult, I have no desire to build tunnels through the snow. I guess I've gotten old and cranky, eh?
About the only thing good about this week's multiple snowstorms is that, like a school child, I actually had two "snow days" off from work. Of course, there's a price to pay -- the pay came out of my paid vacation time. While it was indeed relaxing, it wasn't my choice vacation. It's not like I could go anywhere!
My photos this week, for most part, aren't really artsy. Due to the weather conditions, staying in a lot, and fighting through the elements just to get back and forth to work ... they basically show you what it's like here. Eat your heart out, Florida!
|Made his own little snow cave|
The robins in Bridgewater near my workplace have really proved to be determined to survive despite their untimely arrival this year. They've laid claim to the berries in the planters, digging holes to get at the frozen berries. The other birds still show no interest in the berries at all. That doesn't keep the robins from getting all territorial about them, though. I saw a seagull just pause to sit atop of one of the planters. A robin zoomed in from nowhere and chased off the seagull.
|Before it snowed more|
This was early Monday morning at the Plainfield Train Station. While we had snow Sunday evening, our big storm hadn't happened yet. Yeah, it's pretty. But I've taken enough "pretty" snow photos this year. Spring can come.
|Male Lady Liberty|
Tuesday afternoon on Watchung Avenue in Plainfield, there were five hulking big male Lady Liberty "statues." They were dancing, playing music and singing (at times). It was bitterly cold, yet they kept their spirits up. They were handing out little bags with Tootsie Rolls and a coupon for $50 off tax preparation at Liberty Tax. Hey, for how they were handling the elements, the silly costumes and all, probably for minimum wage, they could probably do well in steady gigs.
|You with the camera ... shoo!|
|I'll pretend you're not there|
|Snow(y) day Thursday|
At times the snow was coming down at a rate near five inches an hour Thursday morning. I should have been at work. But work even closed for the day. I took this shot looking out my window at the nearby garage in my neighbor's yard.
|Almost a foot|
This was my windowsill before the second round of the larger storm this week. If not for the fact that we had hours of freezing rain and sleet, we probably would have hit two feet of snow. As it is, we picked up another five inches in the second round.
|Here comes Peter Cottontail|
I took this shot Monday afternoon at the Bridgewater Train Station. The three inches (or so) of fluffy snow from Sunday night atop the previously ice-glazed snow cover allowed me to see the footprints of the local rabbit population. A hip, a hop, a hip hip hop.
|Ice, Ice, Baby Redux|
Last week, I fussed about the ice on the sidewalk at the corner of Watchung and East 4th Street in Plainfield. Mind you, it's right in front of a personal injury lawyer's business! Apparently someone went out with an ice pick or sledgehammer and broke it all up. Good. They put all the huge ice chunks, some about four inches thick, at the curb so no one on foot can access the street. Bad.
|Posing for Animal Crackers|
I was carrying a loaf of bread as I walked by these little guys on East Front Street in Plainfield. Since I'm not a "crust person," I dug into the loaf and snagged the top crust out for them.
|Free? What is it?|
This was atop the snow on East Front Street on Wednesday.
|Ah. No thanks!|
Nah, I'll pass. I own enough stuff that I use rarely. If I roll all my loose coins, I'll spend them. I consider them my rainy day or need exact change for stuff fund.
How come, even though they put these signs up on East Front Street, there are still snowbird cars which haven't been moved since the snow started gathering? It makes for dangerous situations on the busy street! TOW THEM. Sheesh. If cars are parked on the street and not moved for two months, they need to be towed. There's been one neon green car with Maryland plates and a flat tire parked in the same spot since November. It's still there despite the signs.
|Sidewalk? What sidewalk?|
Some people shovel the sidewalks as per local ordinances. Some people haven't shoveled at all. That narrow path is just stamped-down snow. Yet you can't walk in the street due to the abandoned snow-covered cars. This is why I've been having to take a taxi to the train station. East Front Street, Plainfield.
|Looking the other way|
In the distance, they did actually shovel ... but just a narrow path. It would make for an excellent drunk driver test. If the driver can't put one foot in front of the other, he would just fall over in the snow and the cop wouldn't have to worry about breaking his fall.
|What first floor?|
Now, this shot reminds me of the childhood days spent near Buffalo, NY. Snow would cover most of the first floor windows of our home for a portion of the season.
|A smidgen of sunrise|
Thursday morning, looking out my window. While the day looked like it was going to be pretty, you couldn't really go anywhere. I couldn't get a taxi in a reasonable time at all pre-dawn and my early trains ended up canceled or severely delayed. Snow day! At least I wasn't the only one to call out.
|Peekin' at the neighbor's house|
Enough already. That fence is taller than I am.
|Shoveled walk at train station|
Saturday morning at the Plainfield Train Station. While most of the station is in bad shape, the walk from the parking lot to the westbound platform is shoveled. Of course, I don't park a car and that's way out of my walking way to the station. But it's shoveled quite well. It's like walking through a tunnel. The snowbanks on either side are up to my chest. Gah.
|New open signs yet closed|
Yep, flashy new OPEN signs fluttering in the wind and they're closed. Bridgewater Train Station.
|Do I hear a MOUSE?|
No, you do NOT hear a mouse, Vincent. It would be nice if you looked at the camera as I try to shoot you!