After several balmy days above freezing, and a complete loss of any snow that was left from our only previous storm, we got a fresh 3-4" overnight, turning everything white again. Over the past several days, I've gotten out by taking a fast 5-mile walk on the snow-free bike path, and then returning there the next day for 11-12 miles of biking. This was starting to look a little too much like last winter.
This latest storm seemed to come from nowhere. I heard nothing about any expected snow until a day or two before, and then suddenly, here it is. It's a heavy wet snow that's clinging to everything as it falls, including, fortunately, the large spruce above my almost-clear driveway.
Holly and I got out this afternoon for a short walk in the Indian Kill Preserve, in Glenville. There wasn't really enough snow for snowshoes, but the footing was a little sketchy on the steeper slopes, so some sort of traction would have been useful. We just took our time and enjoyed the beautiful winter scenery.
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