Newspaper article The Record (Bergen County, NJ)

Will This Winter Get White? Just Check on the River Muskrats

Newspaper article The Record (Bergen County, NJ)

Will This Winter Get White? Just Check on the River Muskrats

Article excerpt

I left the house shortly after dusk on Friday evening and realized ... it was snowing!

Yes. Snowing.

With REAL snow!

When it was all over, I think we got one-thousandth of an inch. I didn't have my tape measure, though, so don't quote me or anything.

Brutal, huh?

As I write this - on Sunday morning - I'm being told (by the TV in the next room) that I should look forward to more "snow showers" on Tuesday, with a possible accumulation of ... zero.

Or thereabouts.

The weatherman put it this way: "Don't expect any accumulations, but it could screw up your morning commute."

As you may know, I don't have a morning commute. So his forecast didn't exactly unhinge me, unsettle me or un-rock my world.

I'm not complaining, though.

And I say this, in part, because I am looking at a photo I posted on Facebook six years ago, that was taken in Englewood by a co- worker. And, yes, it was a photo of ...

Snow.

Piles of it.

Mountains, even.

What I wrote then: "According to the National Weather Service, we got 15.5 inches here. North Jersey total so far this winter: 61.8 inches of snow."

I'm bad with numbers. I went to summer school for math. But even I know that was a lot of white stuff.

Was last winter bad? To be perfectly honest with you, I don't remember. But I'm sure that I began the season filled with apprehension. This is because, every November, everyone I know does their best to scare the hooey out of me.

"According to the 'Old Farmers Almanac,' it's going to be long, harsh winter!"

"Really? Oh, no!"

I hear this 'long, harsh' forecast every year. Snowmageddon! Arctic conditions!

And worse.

It's just one scary, frightening, horrible forecast after another.

Why?

I don't know. Sometimes, I think these old farmers just want to sell almanacs.

In addition to the farmers, I have all these other people around me who LOVE delivering bad news: "We didn't have a bad winter last year, so that means we're going to have a bad one next year."

Or they tell you things like, "We're going to have a bad winter because the snowy owl arrived early."

"Early? From where?"

(And, what is a snowy owl?)

Some of these people insist that we're in for a bad winter because they can feel it in their bones. …

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