They were predicting snow for today, and the snow didn’t disappoint, falling in the most absurdly large flakes I’ve ever seen by mid-morning. If you had glanced out a window or wandered outside, you could have been forgiven for thinking they were filming a movie nearby and somebody had gone a little overboard with the fake snow. It fell fast and furious until the early afternoon, when it stopped, leaving behind nothing much more than a wet, and sometimes icy, heavy dusting. There’s more of it here on Long Island than in Manhattan, but even here this was more of a shrug than another blizzard.
The Long Island Railroad did seem to go overboard themselves in response, though, salting and shoveling and adding extra trains. To which I can only say: good. Their response to our last, heavier snowfall was pretty lousy. Not as bad as the City’s overall response, where some streets in Brooklyn and Queens apparently weren’t plowed at all until some four or five days later, but still bad enough that the railroad was essentially shut down for two days. I was off from work that entire week, so it didn’t effect me directly, but still, it’s nice to see them out and doing something today — even if the snow itself maybe didn’t merit as strong a response.
I’m very glad the weekend’s here.