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Wednesday, January 17, 2024

Since moving to Philadelphia, we’ve not once seen measurable snow fall at our house. It’s been a little weird.

It’s especially weird because we aren’t very far from where I grew up in Connecticut, where I spent at least four hours a weekend day sledding in our background. I really can’t remember winter without snow until recently.

Finally, after 715 days without snow, flakes actually accumulated last night to push us past the 1" mark (and officially break the streak). Made me realize how enamoured I am with a streak of any kind.

I’m almost sad to see it end.