Last Thursday we had the first big snowstorm of the season – not just any storm, but a “bomb cyclone“. In Hoboken, this translated into 6-8 inches of snow falling quite quickly, with some high winds as well.
How is it the 11th of January already? Christmas seems forever ago already, commemorated only by plenty of happy memories (we had a wonderful time in Europe with friends and family) and the addition to our lives of some excellent gifts – in particular books, foodie items, and a fun new doormat.
Our little corner of the world enjoyed a day of snowfall last Saturday, and we trudged through gently falling flakes to buy our groceries for the week (if only it had snowed so much whilst we were supposedly skiing in the Alps over the New Year…). When I posted this picture on Facebook one of my friends commented that it looked like a film set – don’t our neighbour’s decorations look lovely?!
I’m not a great one for New Year’s resolutions, but I do hope to keep up the blogging this year – we have masses in the calendar already, I just need to carve out time to write about it! Whatever happens, I hope 2017 is kind to you and yours.
I am struggling to believe that it’s March already, especially as it feels like we haven’t really done anything with 2015 yet. Of course that is complete nonsense – so far this year I’ve set foot in 10 different states (or 11, if I count changing planes in Dallas), and Tom clocked up one more with his trip to Vegas. On the New York front, however, we’ve mostly been staying indoors and trying to keep warm.
So a little bit of snow arrived…
Returning from our skiing holiday to freezing temperatures and snow all over the place seems like the wrong way round, but New York looks rather lovely under a blanket of fresh white powder so I’m certainly not complaining.
Venturing out for a walk on a snowy afternoon, what should we see but Santa trying to hail a cab…
Before we moved to America a number of people warned us about the more extreme weather we were likely to encounter. So far we’ve experienced uncomfortable summer humidity and a hurricane, but the winter has been rather disappointing. Sure, we’ve had a few chilly spells, but nothing extreme, and a lot of the coldest days were gloriously sunny – I certainly haven’t been missing London’s damp greyness. (That said, as I write this the grey and drizzly aspect outside my windows takes me right back home!)