This is, as I’ve said before, my fourth winter in Boston. And while I’ve learned a few tricks for bundling up against the cold and navigating the snow-lined, slushy streets, I am continually astounded by the sheer volume of what I didn’t know about these winters before living through them.
Hence, a list.
1. Winter has a particular scent – a crisp, cold, thin one. On the first few truly frigid mornings, you can smell it in the air.
2. The days grow abruptly shorter after Daylight Savings Time ends, and this is almost more difficult than the cold.
3. Road salt is hell on boots, shoes, and dogs’ feet. (Hence the silly-looking dog booties I see around town sometimes.)
4. Clorox cleaning wipes are pretty good for cleaning road salt off said boots.
5. Sometimes the snow is thick enough that people actually have to shovel their porch roofs, lest they collapse under the weight of it.
6. Black ice is a real thing, and it is slippery, treacherous and nearly invisible.
7. The temperatures can drop low enough that it’s too cold to snow – and when the mercury rises and the snow starts falling, it actually feels warmer.
8. Down is appreciably warmer than wool.
9. Related: you need at least one down coat and one wool coat, for different types of cold days.
10. Blasting heaters indoors and frigid air outdoors make layers a necessity, and dry skin, flyaway hair, and dripping noses an inevitability. (I grew up in a warm, dry climate, where winter is a totally different and much gentler animal.)
11. Related: damp cold can be harder to take than crisp, dry cold. The former gets into your bones.
12. Piles of gray slush are infinitely harder and more depressing to walk through than fresh snow.
13. Related: puddles of melting snow/sludge can be deceptively deep.
14. Seeing light in the sky at 5:00 p.m. feels like a real victory.
15. Related: December, with its twinkly good cheer, is only the beginning of winter. The longest, hardest slog comes afterward.
16. It is possible to hate the cold and have cabin fever at the same time.
17. Your attitude toward snow changes dramatically after you watch it bury your car and street several times.
18. Related: sometimes it takes days for the snowplow to reach your street.
19. Also related: there are some streets and sidewalks that never do get plowed.
20. Despite the above, city workers and the maintenance folks at my workplace are my new heroes.
21. As long as the power’s on, you usually have to go to work no matter how bad it gets.
22. I wouldn’t have believed it, but it is possible to get tired of soup.
23. Spring clothes are infinitely tempting and also crazy-making, because you know you won’t be able to wear them till at least (at least!) April or May.
24. Taking a vacation to a warm place really does help.
25. As do Vitamin D pills and light boxes. But they are not cure-alls.
26. The sight of bare, damp earth can feel positively springy, even if it is mid-February.
27. Ditto crocuses, even if they’re peeking through snow.
28. The subway often runs more smoothly on a snow day than on a normal one.
29. If the winter is long enough and cold enough, you may start to go a little nuts and make lists like this one.
As a native Austinite who now lives in cold, dreary Pittsburgh, I can relate to every single one of these. Especially this one “Related: December, with its twinkly good cheer, is only the beginning of winter. The longest, hardest slog comes afterward.” So. True.
I know – I’m a native West Texan, and Northeastern winters have been an education.
One that I learned in Wisconsin: unlike many native cold-weather people, I cannot appreciate differences in temperature once it drops below about 18F; it’s all just so cold. (The same way my northern friends feel about temps above 90, I believe.)
Hang in there, friend!
This is definitely true. Once it’s in the teens, it all just feels frigid to me.
Having lived in the midwest, in and around Chicago, all of my life, I usually take winters in stride. I’m old enough to remember the great snow of 1967, which still holds a record, and the winter of 1978/79, which brought down a mayor. Really. Snow took down a mayor. There have been other storms and winters, but, this winter has been the worst; for its length of days upon days of cold and snow with no thaw (we always have a January thaw) and for the brute cold. Down and wool. Love it.
Now, I feel better – and loved your list. It says it all and more about winter.
Amen! In particular: #2, #15, #25. Also, desperately waiting for #27; I think I planted them for just this reason.
I have been reading and enjoying your blog for quite some time. As a lover of winter from northern NY, I find these posts fascinating! What I read is often what I hear from co-workers. I must be your exact opposite, I absolutely LOVE winter! I LOVE when the days get shorter and colder, and sunny days in the winter drive me crazy ! I’m lucky becuase my husband and 2 children ages 15 and 16 are the same way, no seasonal affective disorder in our house! I think the key is staying busy, since they were 3, they have been playing hockey, we started skiing at age 9 and we all run (although at this time of year it’s usually in the halls at school or on the treadmill) I’m not sure of the point of this post, maybe to defend my friend winter, or maybe to help some that are struggling because I do feel bad for those who are sad. I guess I just try to see the good in everything and I really believe a positive attitude helps with everything!
We’re in the teasing season…the one where brutal winter lifts slightly and we see and feel spring…then winter is back with us. It’s was nearly 70* the last few days. The first earliest daffodils are blooming! Birds are active and singing…rejoicing in the sun and warmth. But, we’re to have snow tomorrow with temps dipping into the teens. Again. I’ll have to cover my azaleas and vegetable garden. Again. And make one more big pot of soup. And cornbread. Again. Not even close to a Boston winter. But, I’ve had enough already! And, obtw, that color is lovely on you Katie!
Don’t bother with any fashionable books—Sorrels are the answer!!!!
Books are on the mind! I meant boots!
Growing up and living in West Texas all my life I just can’t imagine what adustments you have had to make. Love your book list and descriptions of Texas.
This winter has me humming ‘In the bleak midwinter’ more than usual. We’ve had our share of ‘snow on snow’ here in the Northeast!
From one Southern girl to another, bless your heart! At least you’ve maintained your sense of humor. 🙂 That’s a beautiful picture of you!