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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 .....

Amen .... and when that warming ocean is your next door neighbor, oh well ....... As always ......

I understand and appreciate the difficulty as you’ve described it. I, however, use a device used in the NE forum to make it simpler, albeit a little more complex. I think of our metro area as the NMA . A dubious honor in my mind. On many occasions during severe cold we are on the northern edge of a suppressed system looking south, longingly or sitting south of the rain/snow line shivering wet while looking north. Dr. Dews found your fine post funny only for the fact that you didn’t end the southeast latitude at 47 north. As always ....

Thank you. I spent two winters at the end of the sixties in Clarksville Ark. Witch hazel just blooming was cut and I remember a specific but not unpleasant aroma. Weatherpruf was correct about the southern winter. I remember one snow event, around this time in the cold season.Spring flowers in full sway. What fascinated me was the Ozarks to the north. After a particularly cold winter rain they were often dressed in white. I missed the Lindsey storm when I was down there. Many memories many years ago. As always ....

Don, does the witch hazel bloom have a scent? Not sure if you get close enough when capturing the images. The photo pinged a memory from my younger years. As always .....

I sometimes went off a belt parkway bridge, past Kings Plaza , can’t remember which one. I used a multiple hook rig but I was mediocre at best. I used blood worms but the damn things go for you when you try to put them on the hook. Not that I blame them. Depending on me as a fishermen would have left the family starving, As always .....

I was licensed by the board of Ed for common branches and high school, Social Studies. I taught 4 years in a private school, early 70’s. No jobs with the city near bankrupt and a soon to be family I decided to get benefits and go to work for my uncle. Sam was good to me in me for almost 45 years in the USPS. I spent over three decades in the Industrial Engineering department as a support specialist. My love for the weather was solidified when, early on, as a carrier, I delivered two routes in during a 1978 snowstorm in downtown Brooklyn. I left the Service to care for my wife and never regretted that decision. Now, even though the warm season is approaching, Franks words resonate loudly “ and the days grow short, I’m in the Autumn of the year. For that and this forum, a wonderful outlet, I remain grateful. As always ...

I appreciate the updated info on the trawlers. I remember over 50 years ago renting a small boat and motor and going out on the bay and inlet. Youngsters fishing off the party boat piers, my friend actually got engaged on the walk bridge that crosses a portion of the bay. “Those were the days my friend, wed thought they’d never......” oh well, as always .......

As I sit watching the mid winter sun shine through barred windows facing my beloved postage stamp yard, I wonder. The plants I brought in, late fall, are still bravely remaining green. The incongruity of the in pot orchid sitting next to the small, still blooming and perky white poinsettia, that refuses to believe that it’s time is over. Surrounded by dependent house cats, a legacy of my wife’s love I look longingly at the muted browns and concrete grey of the back. The sunlight growing stronger, I think of a line from a difficult read I have just finished: “There’s nothing left to surrender.” As always ......

I was in the 7th grade in Saint Ephrems . I lived on 75th just off 11th. School was open but my parents kept me home. Spent the entire day outside., wonderful memory. As always. ..

Sad but so true. I remember the sheep's head which the bay was named for and party boating for whiting and Ling during the cold season. My father used to pull up good sized porgies, flounder and blue claw crab off the narrows, shore road sea wall between the 4th and 14th avenues. Times long gone. No need for restrictions. Heaven help you if you get caught today with a short sized fluke, even though you can find even smaller specimens at the local markets after the trawlers drop their ill gotten loads. ( the trawlers, that I feel are responsible, still have no size restrictions.) As always .....