When we moved to nova scotia, I hoped that we would see some snow. I lived here for a few years and remembered snow always followed by rain and slushy sidewalks and puddles so I knew our winters would be different. Please… enough to get out and play in and enjoy winter.
When this storm hit we already had more snow than this area usually sees. My neighbor told me that even last year’s accumulation (after a winter of weekly storms) didn’t compare to what we had. That was February.
Then, when we were in NB on march break, this storm hit. Brian was home alone, sick with the flu, and ended up being snowed in for almost two full days. I was seeing posts on facebook of incredible snow accumulation, neighbors helping neighbors, streets in our subdivision not being plowed for days, transit shut down. There was so much snow that the normal plows that people hire to clear out their driveways just couldn’t do it. In at least one case, someone ran their snow blower down the street the day after the storm, just so neighbors could get to each other.
So I was anxious to get home and see it for myself. Honestly, part of me wanted to be there while it was happening – I love snow storms anytime but there is something really neat about THAT much snow, about being shut in and watching the updates and, especially, seeing neighbors banding together. They helped each other shovel, they gave people in critical jobs rides to work, they offered to bring their neighbors supplies when they were plowed and others still weren’t. That’s neat and makes my opinion about the neighborhood we have chosen to live in that much better.
This is the only pic I have from directly after the storm. This is from our kitchen. Brian had shoveled this deck the day before and the storm built a drift about four feet high. Thank goodness our neighbor offered his snow blower so Brian could clear our driveway. This is a video of our walkway right after Brian shoveled it.
This is a a few days after the storm, as we were coming home. I feel like this picture really doesn’t do it justice. The storm howled on Wednesday and the first sign of a plow was on Thursday afternoon – it pulled into dover court and promptly got stuck.
This is the walkway into our house (just look at the comparison to the video above – a few days made a big difference). Again, I don’t feel like this does it justice. Brian said the amount of shoveling just to clear this path was incredible.
The kids and I came home to the pics above on Saturday. I knew our friends were in Florida and was not sure when they were coming back. I knew really cold weather was coming on Monday and that it would freeze the snow banks solid so, when we drove by their house and saw their driveway had not been touched, we (or I) decided we were going to spend some time helping them out on Sunday. I knew how disheartening it would be to come home from vacation and have to drag your kids and belongings up over that snow bank… we had to help.
Here is the before pic. And the after! It was a lot of shoveling but I just worked away as the boys played ‘star wars’ on the snow bank beside me. Just as we were finishing, the neighbor showed up with his snow blower and finished the driveway. When we were done, I told the kids that our hearts should feel warm because we helped out our friends. It’s hard to know what sticks with them but I hope they remember that for a long time.
The snow has been melting a lot the last couple of weeks but people are still talking about that storm. And people are worried about the melting, of course. We are trying to take in every last bit of snow play we can… at this rate we might go from ski pants to swim trunks quicker than we could have imagined!