What If Winter Never Comes
So far, it’s been a winter of false spring. It springs up for two or three days at a time. Saturday came as a surprise, for those who don’t follow the weather. By Sunday, folks had settled in again.
The ice was (mostly) gone. And as the ice went, the Brightonites came out — the walkers, the dog walkers, the walk and talkers, the joggers, the runners (there’s a difference), and the Instagramers.
Like HBO’s Game of Thrones, winter will eventually return and consume us in a way we never quite expect. Boston weather is weird. It’s the only guarantee.