The snow came, a day early. It is wet and very heavy and the two minutes I spent on the terrace, tying up three crashed canes of the New Dawn made me heavy and wet, too, with mobile slushies insinuating themselves between collar and neck.
The supple branches of one of the fully-leafed oaks across the road are bent, after just an hour of snow, and I predict a crash for the Bergen Street callery pears (those of the weak crotch, snort), who lost one of their number entirely last winter. They are a beautiful spring street tree, but lose branches regularly; the fact that most of our trees are still full of leaves adds to the problem - more surface area for the soggy flakes to cling to.
If your car is parked under a pear today, move it.
There will be lots to clean up afterwards, for all of us, but for now...let it snow.
And I forgot to mention: Brrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!
Also, what's up with the thunder???
So. Earthquake, check. Hurricane? Check. Snow before November? Check.