Our first winter was a little bit of a shock. I moved to CT in October, 2006. Nate followed about a month later (having finished his Americorps stint). We both expected winter in the Northeast to be full of big, fluffy snowflakes. We expected to be buried under snow for days at a time. Instead, it was 70° in January. Finally, in February, we got some snow. It was winter, Cincinnati-style - three inches of snow and an inch of ice underneath.
It got somewhat better after that. We learned that we had crocus bulbs all alongside one end of the house. We also learned that our house was at least two different shades of yellow.
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