We (including Arlington, Somerville, Cambridge, and Belmont) had the season's first significant snowfall this afternoon.* It started to snow while I was in Arlington; by the time the 77 bus was in Cambridge, it was snowing steadily, large flakes. It was still snowing when the bus got to Harvard Square, so I decided I should stop at Lizzy's for ice cream.**
I got a "chocolate orgy" cone, and a quart of black raspberry ice cream to take home with me.
The snow didn't stick, but walking from the bus to my apartment I had a snowflake land in my mouth, and stood for a minute to watch the snow fall.
I complain about being cold, but that's at least as much about my wonky internal thermometer*** as about the outside temperature. I will get tired of snow by midwinter, but right now I'm saying "it's a nice day" about clouds, snow, and 34F, which![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
cattitude finds absurd.
*I noticed a very few snowflakes in Belmont earlier this month.
**This is how my brain works; I realize this may be unusual.
***This has been going on for years and seems unrelated to menopause.
I got a "chocolate orgy" cone, and a quart of black raspberry ice cream to take home with me.
The snow didn't stick, but walking from the bus to my apartment I had a snowflake land in my mouth, and stood for a minute to watch the snow fall.
I complain about being cold, but that's at least as much about my wonky internal thermometer*** as about the outside temperature. I will get tired of snow by midwinter, but right now I'm saying "it's a nice day" about clouds, snow, and 34F, which
cattitude finds absurd.*I noticed a very few snowflakes in Belmont earlier this month.
**This is how my brain works; I realize this may be unusual.
***This has been going on for years and seems unrelated to menopause.