Thursday, January 29, 2015


The wind really complicated things in this blizzard of ours. Because when you get upwards of 30 inches of snow, and then the wind blows it into drifts, what you have are mountains. And we have mountains.

Last night we ran down to Amagansett for a quick dinner. The roads were slushy and messy, but the most amazing thing was the mountains. Between the drifts and the piles left over from the plows, it wasn't easy to navigate. Pulling out of the parking lot meant trying to see over piles about 8 feet high. Walking down the sidewalk meant walking through a tunnel-storefronts on one side and 8 ft piles on the other. It was fun because there was no one around, but it was a good thing. There was no place to park on the street-piles of snow lined either side. It was a winter scene through and through, but not one we see often here on the East End.

This has been an interesting week. And it's not over yet. They're saying we may get a couple more inches tonight....

Tuesday, January 27, 2015


Well it doesn't seem like much of a blizzard - just a regular old fashioned snow storm! Overnight it blew plenty but no trees down and no power outages so far. I think there is about 15 inches of snow outside my house but the drifts are much higher. The back door is "drifted in" but we'll make an attempt to get out a bit later when it all starts to wind down.

We were lucky here - much like with Hurricane Sandy, we were spared the worst of the predictions. With no lines down and no power outages people can safely stay home and allow the crews to clear the roads.

It's winter in East Hampton and its beautiful out there. I am going to make hot chocolate and coffee cake and just enjoy the break from normal. Not a bad day...

Monday, January 26, 2015


So the rush is on. We are supposed to get about two feet of snow tomorrow and the general public is in a panic.

I went to CVS yesterday and wondered why it was so busy. Then I saw that people were buying batteries by the dozen. How many batteries does one need to get through a storm?  I mean, why is it everyone runs to the grocery store? I understand a mother who wants to make sure she has enough milk for her kids, but why do older people run there like they're facing Armageddon? Yikes!

Well we may be home all day tomorrow. And perhaps some people will be snowed in for a few days. But I doubt anyone will be left to starve to death in their homes. But maybe I will run to IGA this morning for some popcorn....

Sunday, January 25, 2015


Well the weather yesterday was nothing to write home about. We had a little snow but most of it was washed away by day's end. Now we have a frozen mess of what was slush out there to work around today.

Today is a pretty day with nice cloudy skies, but Tuesday looks to be a bad one. At this point we have blizzard warnings and they are calling for 1 to 2 feet of snow. I don't mind too much but it will change my week since I probably won't be getting to work on Tuesday, which means I'll need to go in on Wednesday instead.

I'm watching it carefully.I don't like a lot of snow because I don't have decent boots and I don't like ice, which is the inevitable follow-up to a lot of snow. It melts, refreezes, melts, refreezes, and so it goes for a couple weeks. Oh well - it is winter! And it looks so pretty when it covers everything in sight...

Saturday, January 24, 2015


Thursday's snow was really gorgeous. It was my favorite kind of precipitation - bit fat flakes that took their sweet time falling to earth, just slowly coming to rest on things. It wasn't a lot of snow and all I had to do was turn on the windshield wipers to clear my window in the car, but it was pretty and I wished I lived on the water or in the woods to see it there. I can only imagine how pretty it was.

Today we're supposed to get some kind of storm but even yesterday they still weren't sure whether it would be snow, rain, or a mixture of both. Even the most sophisticated computer models can only guess at the future weather and as good as they are, we never know for sure out here on the East End exactly what will happen.

I'm on ambulance duty tonight so I'm pulling for rain. Or at the very least that it be over before I go to bed. I don't enjoy ambulance duty at this time of the year. Too cold and with no garage too labor intensive just getting out of my driveway on stormy nights. I'm crossing my fingers for this one, and hopefully in the next 8 weeks I'll get by without being on duty another stormy night. But pretty, fat, lazy snowflakes like we had on Thursday are welcome anytime.

Friday, January 23, 2015


I always enjoy the winter landscapes. hey are hauntingly beautiful, especially in the early morning and late afternoon when the light is faded and bare trees dress the horizon with their scraggly forms and black branches.

I love winter. I know that goes against the norm and most people are longing for summer. And its not my favorite season because autumn and spring are certainly ahead of it when it comes to my affections. But I enjoy all the seasons for different reasons and this one, this winter season, is special because of the landscapes, the solitude, and the way we bundle up against the cold air. I love layering on the scarves and hats, coats and sweaters. I love sitting in front of the fire drinking hot chocolate or eating comfort food. I love the way our homes become our refuges from the weather and we snuggle in when it snows, barely caring what goes on outside our windows as long as its warm and comfy inside.

These may be the dark days, but they are beautiful too.

Thursday, January 22, 2015


One of my favorite Facebook pages is one where people who grew up in East Hampton post memories, photos, and ask questions about people and places. I've learned so much about how different my friends' and neighbors'  memories are from mine.Here we were, growing up within a mile of each other, and their lives were remarkably foreign to me.

I grew up in the village. We didn't picnic in the woods or ride sleighs on frozen Three Mile Harbor. We never had clam bakes on the bay or collected whelks for stew. Our activities largely centered on the ocean and our back yard, as well as church picnics and community events. I think those who lived in the outer parts of the town learned to create their own community and made their own fun while ours was often easier to attain. It was almost a "city mouse - country mouse" type of dichotomy.

Then there were the village dwellers who rented their homes in the summer and spent their warm days in their "camps" on the harbor or Gardner's Bay. We weren't lucky enough to have that experience and I regret that. It truly had to be the best of both worlds, summer on the water and winter in the village. What a dream that would have been for any kid growing up in East Hampton!

I enjoy seeing the photos they post and hearing the stories of East Hampton when life was simpler and there were still undeveloped acres of woods and places to access the water. It was truly a magic time to be alive.