It is only natural that I write about snow. Longing for snow. Skiing. The lack of snow in this icy city of Burlington is depressing. Yes, it is a city. In fact, it's the largest northern most metropolitan area in New England. Oh, little Burlington, how I love thee!
Not long ago, actually about two weeks ago, Burlington got dumped on. We got more snow even than St. Johnsbury. Over 32 inches fell in less than 48 hours. We all rejoiced. For those folks similar to me who love living in the "big" city of Burlington for convenience, environmental kindness, and need for social interactions, I strapped on my cross country skis and slid along the streets saying hi to neighbors shoveling their drives or cleaning off their cars.
Now, with the temp about 5 degrees in the few days remaining of January, and a snow squall yesterday that dropped only a half inch, I am reminiscing at those snowy days of yester-week. I'd love to know what your favorite places are to ski around town...
These shots are from Oakledge Park.
Please note the ample amounts of fresh powder and sun. It was the first sunny day in about three weeks.