I'm looking out my office window today, watching the snow come down and asking myself that age-old New England question, "Will spring ever come?" March is notorious for packing some major snow punches, in between which there are glimmers of spring to come. I think we had about 9" last night, but it's pretty light -- easy shoveling. Growing up in Vermont we referred to "sugar snow", big thick flakes that came straight down, often heavy, slushy stuff that was apt to break an old shovel. Of course, the "sugar snow" was also a sign that the sugar houses would be opening up soon, and that meant fresh maple syrup and sugar-on-snow parties. Sugar snows gave way to "spring mud season", Vermont's official fifth season and for some, the most treacherous.
Spring in Western Massachusetts is pretty mild in comparison with what I remember as a youth. While we have almost a foot of snow on the ground today, by next week it could all be gone -- just a distance remembrance of a beautiful New England winter. The crocuses bloom quickly by my front door and the robins never leave for the winter.
The real estate market is usually very slow in the winter. We are starting to see signs of life once again, with more open houses each weekend and the promise of an early spring. Don't let a little snow stop you from house hunting!
Spring in Western Massachusetts is pretty mild in comparison with what I remember as a youth. While we have almost a foot of snow on the ground today, by next week it could all be gone -- just a distance remembrance of a beautiful New England winter. The crocuses bloom quickly by my front door and the robins never leave for the winter.
The real estate market is usually very slow in the winter. We are starting to see signs of life once again, with more open houses each weekend and the promise of an early spring. Don't let a little snow stop you from house hunting!
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