The word "awesome" is so overused these days, but sometimes it's exactly what's called for. My drive to Southampton at 7am was exactly that.
Yesterday's snow stopped falling about 2:00 in the afternoon, but the sun never came out and clouds covered the sky. Because of that, along with the cold temperature, the trees, signs, bushed, buildings-everything in sight remained coated in white. Normally the snow begins to melt and fall off in clumps right away once the storm is passed, but not this time.
It felt like I was in a movie set, bringing to mind the scenes from "Dr. Zhivago" all those years ago, or more recently the land of Narnia is "The Lion the Witch and the Wardrobe". Everything in site was encased in white. The sky was still gray and again the sun wasn't hitting the ground, so all that heavy snow continued to burden the huge pine trees, bending branched toward the ground, and making every little bush stand out in stark relief. It really was stunning.
It's afternoon now and some of the snow is beginning to disappear. Roads are clear and sidewalks are passable. Some of the landscape is still encased in white, but slowly it's changing. I wonder if, like in Dr. Zhivago, Siberia is always in a state of frozen glory. We know that Narnia is fictional, but in my mind, it will always look just like eastern Long Island did right after the snow of February 2016. Which was awesome.