Planet Lippstone’s hemmed in, thanks to the Blizzard of 2016, otherwise known as Winter Storm Jonas. Or more accurately, screened in by an avalanche. We’re in the purply blotch on the radar map of America’s East Coast earmarked for up to 2 feet of snow.
This is a preserved maple leaf from a store in Bar Harbor, Maine, hanging in a window now looking out onto an undefrosted freezer — my Pennsylvania backyard.
Since I’m not about to go anywhere, I have lots of time to ponder this relatively new phenomenon of naming winter storms. Saw that this one was christened by some kids from Montana, working in tandem with The Weather Channel. Catchy name, indeed.