The first snowstorm of the 2012-13 season dumped feet of snow on the Catskill Mountains in Upstate, New York, as the inhabitants struggle to dig out from the heavy wet accumulation of winter's fury the morning after.
In my small hamlet at the foot of the Catskill's, twelve inches fell on us - mostly overnight - in doing so my neighborhood woke up to their roads and driveways engulfed with snow and, if, I represent most, drank their morning coffee and bundled up to face the white death that came to face us.
After about an hour and a half of shoveling, with a bucket of sweat to my name and many sore muscles from lack of physical exercise to this extent for a long time, a neighbor, who may God bless his soul, enjoyed using his snow blower helped me finish the last six feet of my driveway.
With this done, and after resting to catch my breath, I walked to a nearby Stewart's Shop and I enjoyed the reoccurring views of the aftermath to a winter snowstorm - everyone pulling their weight together to clean up the village, aid their friends and neighbors in clean up, and generally remain in a healthy attitude despite the hard work the morning had been...
Do you have any stories or comments about last night's storm?