As anyone who follows me on my Facebook page knows, I have had a countdown to Spring for the past eight years. I usually start after our first deep freeze or significant snow in the Fall. I am not a big fan of Winter anymore and look forward to the Spring. Well it finally arrived yesterday , but not as I had anticipated. We got snow!
We were hit with another Nor’easter. Our fourth in the last month. Instead of green grass and flowers we were treated to around 8 inches of new snow today. And it’s still snowing!
It does not look or feel like Spring. I left the office early and decided to walk out my land and build a fire in the early Spring wintery wonderland.
There was still almost 6 inches of snow on the ground from the earlier storms. So it wasn’t easy walking though the woods.
I used to love the snow in my younger days. Now, walking through it is not easy on my hips, knees and back. I only hiked out about a quarter mile when I decided to build a fire.
Even with the heavy snow, I was still able to get a fire started using only one match, My boy scout leader would be proud.
I love fires in the woods. And fires in the snow are always special. I spent many a winter day standing around a camp fire in the snow with friends.
After warming up at the fire I made my way back to my house and decided to take a walk through the streets of the Green Ridge of section of Hazle Township where I grew up.
I walked east on North Street passing my house and the famous Pulaski Club.
I left Hazle Township and entered the West Hazleton section of Green ridge. I walked past the Mountain View cemetery,
and what is now the West Hazleton Elementary School but was once my high school. Many great memories in that building.
I walked up to Broad Street and found the main streets to be pretty much snow free.
I walked back on Green Street walking past my old elementary school, Transfiguration. More wonderful memories in that building.
I walked down Green Street past a number of old corner grocery stores including Taluski’s, Al’s Market, Flaim’s and Sypeck’s. So many memories. It was a great place to grow up.
As I neared my home I came to Kreshock’ hill. Back in the day we would have been sledding down that hill in this snow. However, we didn’t get many storms like this in the Spring. In fact I don’t ever remember this much snow this late in the season before.
I made it back home. It was not the ideal Spring walk, but it was still nice to be outside. I am always glad to share photographs and memories here on my blog. Here is a link to some more photographs from my walk. Feel free to comment or ask a question about them. Green Ridge hike March 21 2018.
“By March, the worst of the winter would be over. The snow would thaw, the rivers begin to run and the world would wake into itself again.
Not that year.
Winter hung in there, like an invalid refusing to die. Day after grey day the ice stayed hard; the world remained unfriendly and cold.”
― Neil Gaiman, Odd and the Frost Giants