A day will come when I can’t physically handle skiing, and that will be the thrilling price of having lived. But to lose the season to climate change feels cataclysmic
I miss winter more and more every year. I remember as a high schooler (early 2010s) being faced with those intense, magic Midwestern winters with 24"+ of snow, continuous weather between 0–20F, snow on ground for practically the entirety of December through as late as March or even April… Those days are gone. Winters now are a blink, and they’re wet more often than snowy. We get a flash freeze way down to -20 or lower, horrible days that you can’t even go outside, then it slings back to 40s and it all melts again.
The crocuses and daffodils are already blooming and it isn’t even April yet. I’m afraid my son is never going to experience the winters his dad did.
I miss winter more and more every year. I remember as a high schooler (early 2010s) being faced with those intense, magic Midwestern winters with 24"+ of snow, continuous weather between 0–20F, snow on ground for practically the entirety of December through as late as March or even April… Those days are gone. Winters now are a blink, and they’re wet more often than snowy. We get a flash freeze way down to -20 or lower, horrible days that you can’t even go outside, then it slings back to 40s and it all melts again.
The crocuses and daffodils are already blooming and it isn’t even April yet. I’m afraid my son is never going to experience the winters his dad did.
This year the Great Lakes had the least amount of ice coverage since they started tracking it via satellites in '73.