Snow Scenes

There isn't much winter left, so we may as well empty the galleries of anything Winter related.

We had a mild winter, with the Cape getting no real snow at all until February.

We often had to travel to see snow.

We have talked about choosing a city, most likely New Bedford (although the picture above is from Fairhaven), then driving around the city until we find the last snow. The term "fool's errand" comes to mind.

Anyone else in the 70s practice hockey by building a snowman in front of an empty hockey net? No?

I was a clumsy skater at best, and when Bobby Orr had been retired long enough for both a remission of my hero worship and for me to have several growth spurts, my parents put a hoop up in the yard. They had a very adult conversation with me to the effect of "You're our third child. The first one is heading to college.  Hockey gear is expensive. You're growing through two pairs of skates per season. We're moving to a town where the nearest hockey rink is 8 exits away on the highway. You're tall enough to someday get a basketball scholarship. You are through with hockey." I was 7 years old. I nodded assent and began working on my skyhook.

I'm dating myself here, but he looks like a Shmoo.

The Bourne Bridge in any photo adds gravitas, whatever that is.

Just wanted to have some Mattapoisett up in this...

I had to flee the Cape and go to Halifax to get some sledding in.

Not really sure what that is, I liked the duck that was there before better.

I briefly considered the money-making potential of a Slip-n-Slide ride down a snowy pier into Clark's Cove.

My man...

My snow-man...

Snowbirds

A slim snowman

Snow Mommy!