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Well it does have Friday the 13th going for it or is that against it, ah well .... As always .....

I find more concerning, the thought how far west the sea breeze might reach in the decades to come. As always .....

Anthony, bless you, your resolve is unbreakable. I’ll try to keep that in mind as I avoid litigation by shoveling heavy slush off my row house steps. That and the third degree sunburn I’ll get on my hairless pate because I can’t find my sunscreen the first week of March. Other than that, my compliments and admiration go to you. As always ....

Anthony, be aware, if you take Justin and Gravity’s excellent suggestion and if while/because your up there the NY Metro gets a significant snow, Feen will probably start a “ go fund me” page. As always ......

Considering this cold season, the grass in all forms is waiting for you. As always .....

Every photo a potential Christmas card. Magnificent. Be well and safe, as always .....

Nature is much better than Hollywood when it comes to special effects. As always .....

My dad did Army Reserve summer camp in the Watertown area. Usually a late August early September Two week period. I can’t remember exactly middle to late 50’s he told us that local weather folk back then told the post to get its shovels ready. I don’t believe the need materialized but it must have been a potent late summer cold air mass. He was stationed up there for weekend periods during the cold season. I remember him telling us some intense snowfall stories. Wonderful video and memories, thank you. As always .....

I’ll check with my felines. Their experts on site placement and intensity. As always .....

An undeniable reality point Brian but just maybe where Anthony is concerned the final words from a great Porgy and Bess song should hold sway; “Cause the things that I prize like the stars in the sky are all free. Say I’ve got plenty of nothing and nothing is plenty for me. Got my girl, got my song got my ... ( Snow ) As always .....

Not even John Henry can save us now. As always ......

On spite, I keep dropping ice shavings on the concrete in front of my almost blooming Camilla. Spite doesn’t pay, it either melts immediately or the rain washes it away. As always .....

Don I just received notice of a book called Cranky Uncle vs Climate Change by John Cook, “it uses humor and Science to help stop the flow of misinformation at the dinner table and beyond”. It may help us, I before we, who would profit from a more pedestrian read. As always .....

The full figured person (damn this political correctness is hard to keep up with) will certainly bless your request, as always .....

If adults acted as such, whether yea or nay, perhaps the children would have no need to step up early to fill the void. Sadly denial lasts only until the king finds a mirror that reflects the truth. As always .........

Even in the best of patterns it seems defeat is always ready to be snatched from the jaws of victory. I’m an old Brooklyn Dodger fan “ wait till next year” is an easy mantra. As always ....

Actually Rjay, if Dr. Dews and Anthony have the same laugh reaction to a post we have to admit, at least indirectly that the poster in question did accomplish something. If S19 joins with the same reaction, I’ll put in a plea to WXWATCHER007 for clemency. As always ....

Sorta like national/international politics on a weather stage. As always ......

No need I.B. that should take care of itself after Anthony ties the knot. As always ....

At least Richmond experienced a snow event. As always .....

Perhaps a new screen name for Anthony? As always ...

I feel it also. A years ago lost dream of coastal Maine. Now I wistfully remember the words of a youngster wandering the Kansas flatlands. “Somewhere over the rainbow bluebirds fly and the dreams that you dare to, why oh why can’t I ?” As always ......

“To sleep: perchance to dream: ay there’s the rub; as always .......

Never happen, Anthony. S19 is too passionate regarding his beliefs and he only has five bites out of the apple as it is. As always ....

The frustrating call from days of yore, “ How much for Philly?” ( and us ) only Mother Nature, if she can ever stop singing, has the answers. As always .....