Flashes of Panic

I’m not, generally, one to complain about winter weather. I don’t like it, but it’s the price we pay for living in an otherwise great place. However, I don’t think I’ve realized just how bad it’s been this winter.

See, yesterday I found a Boston Sunday Globe outside our door, with a note that it had just thawed out of the driveway snowbank.

The date on it was January 23rd.