On January first the temp reached into the mid-forties the sunshine drew me outside to pick up fallen branches that were scattered over the front yard. There is no snow here in southern New Hampshire.
I think that is a first for me since I moved back to the northeast. We have had a white Christmas for the past 6 years and don’t see the ground until Spring. This year was different. We had 23 inches of snow in October and have had very little since.
The photo here is one I took last year on January 12th during a snowstorm that dumped a bunch of snow on top of the bunch of snow we already had. As you can see, the person walking (in the driveway) has snow up to her knees. This was when my landlady had decided that she didn’t need the driveway plowed by the guy she had been using, so we had to wait for the new plow guy to finish everything else before he got around to plowing us. I didn’t have to get out, but I didn’t like the idea that we were snowed in.
This year the stakes are up marking out the plow area for my new plow guy, but there has been no need of him so far.