The pickle blizzard
The recent cold snap that roared down from the north like the Four Frigid Horsemen of the Arctic Apocalypse should not have come as a surprise. Yet many of us were surprised. We had been spoiled by an unusually mild autumn and early winter. Up until Christmas, a person could go about his or her outdoor business without dressing in more layers than a four-foot-tall wedding cake. The profound cold that we normally associate with winter stayed away until mid-January. We shouldn’t complain, but we did. It’s in our nature to bellyache about Nature. The blizzard set upon ...