Friends in the South ask me for Michigan snow pictures every winter. This year – not so much as they’ve got plenty to look at out their own front doors. That’s especially true in Atlanta where a whopping two-inch snow-mageddon this week proved one of the biggest calamities to hit town since General Sherman’s army. This year - I’m asking them. They’re not much interested in memorializing clogged streets with photography but rather forgetting it ever happened. I won’t try to help them wrap their brains around what our two-foot snowfall would be like to deal with since I’m barely able to do that myself - even after six decades of practice. They’ll have to deal with adversity as Scarlett O’Hara so aptly attempted to do by saying, “After all, tomorrow is another day.”
But, for us, several of those tomorrows contain the threat of snowstorms perhaps Saturday and, again, by Tuesday night - plus sub-zero wind chills by the start of next week. Be careful getting around secure in the knowledge that – if you just can’t – you were blocked by a heck of a lot more than two-inches of white stuff.