Last Ski Day?

It'll be a warm day for the slopes (low 40s), but we want to get in at least one more trip. We're heading to Pat's Peak, meeting friends for their annual "let's take the kids and see if they might like to ski" outing. (The dad is an excellent skier, but the others--born and raised in Texas--are still novices.)

As my husband likes to say, "This year our goal was to move from greens to ... medium greens." And we achieved that, making several runs from the top of the peak (down the "easiest way down" slopes, which nevertheless have some steep sections). We didn't start skiing till we were in our own low 40s, so just being able to accomplish that has been a triumph. Our son, being a kid, is of course much better than we are and has taken up snowboarding as well. (If you saw him, you'd assume he was a boarder, with his lanky blond hair and lanky tall frame.)

This coming week's weather was supposed to get into the 60s and 70s, but now the forecast is calling for more like highs in the 40s and 50s. Does that mean we might be able to squeeze out one more weekend next Sunday?

Eh--probably not. Better to strike while the iron is cold. Wish us luck on the slushy slopes!

Where's the #$%&@ SNOW Already?

Okay, it's been cold enough to make snow at the local ski mountains--that's good. But now, with the incessant cold but no new snow in the Boston area (not in Lexington anyway), the thin crust of snow left behind from last week is just solid ice. It's barely safe to leave or enter my house, at least not without risking limb (maybe not life, but limb for sure).

I'm not even complaining about the fact that we haven't gotten to use the handy-dandy electric snow thrower we bought last year--just about the ice.

So the weather gods need to make up their minds: It either needs to get warm again (let's face it, those 50-degree days were kind of nice) or snow a little. Blizzards need not apply--just a few inches to make my yard safe for traversing once more.