Enough of the white stuff
I want to state up front that I love living in the Vail Valley. The natural beauty is unparalleled. The people are fabulous. The community is wonderful. But, oh my lord, the snow! I mean, seriously, I don’t know how much more I can take. This is my ninth winter here and I don’t remember one being so relentless.
Everywhere I go, I’m hearing the same thing: “I am so over the snow.” Not that any of us want it to cease for good, but this winter has been a little brutal with storm after storm passing through. And it’s not just the tremendous onslaught of snow that’s getting to everyone; it’s the lack of the blue sky we’re all used to seeing. A friend woke up one morning last week with the strangest sensation and realized it was the sun streaming in her window. She wasn’t quite sure what to do with herself when she also discovered there was no new snow on the ground.
If I have to shovel any more snow this winter I’m going to lose it. I actually got a blister on my hand last week trying to chip through the six inches of ice on our driveway. A blister! I have two boys and a husband. I should not be out there doing that anyway. I mean, I’m a domestic goddess, not a manual laborer.
I really don’t mean to complain. I accept that we live in a snowy place. I appreciate that the snow is vital to our economy and love that the skiing has been fantastic this year. I grew up on the Oregon coast where it was grey and rainy pretty much from October to April. So I will take snow over being drippy and soggy any day.
Let’s look at it as a windfall of snowfall. On the upside, I park my car in the garage, so I don’t have to do the daily dig and scrape. My boys love the mounds of snow in the front yard and have made a really intricate series of pathways, tunnels and forts. And the dog has done some of his best back sliding, rolling around, shaking off sessions I’ve ever witnessed. I’ve gotten to wear my entire wardrobe of boots, gloves and scarves this winter. I even wore a hat once, which doesn’t happen often. It’s not a good look for me.
Thanks to the ever-present blanket of snow, we’ve had to see very little of the brown Colorado winter ground that we’ve endured too much of in the recent past. All this precipitation has to be doing wonders for the drought. And after last week’s warm spell, the pavement beneath the icy roadways has finally been exposed. I never thought I’d be saying 38 degrees was warm.
However, we are going to have the mud season to end all mud seasons this spring. Invest in rubber boots now; I predict they will be the hot fashion item come April, or perhaps May, since historically the snowiest months lay ahead of us. They make such cute plaid and flowered ones now in great colors. You could make quite a statement.
When it comes right down to it, I wouldn’t live anywhere else, even though my husband keeps talking about living on a yacht and traveling from island to island (“It’s not snowing in The Bahamas today.”) If the snow forces me to cancel another trip to Denver, I’ll just deal with it. As they said at my son’s preschool, “You get what you get and you don’t throw a fit.”
Linda Boyne is an Edwards resident and a regular columnist for The Vail Trail. E-mail comments about this column to email@example.com.
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