This morning’s “06880” told the tale of a Sturges Highway-area resident who — even though her mailbox is all dug out — has not received mail for a week.
That inspired alert reader Karen Murphy to tell a different tale.
She writes: “I was so impressed to see the mail delivery truck on this day when so much snow fell I took a picture!”
The moral of the story: Just like real estate, with mail delivery it’s all about location, location, location.
You may be in Anguilla, Belize or Cabo.
As you bake on the beach under an unbearably hot sun, weary from deciding whether to order a margarita or piña colada, feeling homesick for the 06880, here’s a little reminder of what you’re missing:
(Photo/Betsy Phillips Kahn)
Don’t worry. Whenever you come back, there will be some snow waiting for you.
An alert — and increasingly perturbed — “06880″ reader says that on the 1st day after last week’s 1st big snowstorm, the snowplows buried her mailbox, on a road off Sturges Highway.
She understands why the mail was not delivered that day.
The next day, her son shoveled out her mailbox, and her neighbors’. It was his birthday, and he expected a few cards. (With, perhaps, a check or two…?)
But the mailman never came.
He didn’t come the next day.
Or the day after that.
In fact, he hasn’t been seen since early last week.
A mailbox about to be buried in snow, somewhere in the Northeast.
A family member gets important medicine by mail. This woman wonders if her mailman even considers that the mailbox was shoveled out long ago.
Yesterday was a federal holiday. She hopes that today — for the 1st time in a week — her mail will show up.
“I know one thing for sure,” she says. “I’m not even going to try to get it at the post office in Playhouse Square!”
…just a clever solution, by a resourceful Westport Library patron.
An alert “06880″ reader writes:
I dug out our fire hydrant this morning. This afternoon (while I was on the roof shoveling snow and removing icicles) I saw a fire truck drive slowly by.
I assume they were on the hunt for buried hydrants. I saved them one, at least.
So, Westporters, a reminder: Please shovel your hydrants. The home you save may be your own.
Most of the time, snow and ice slides onto and then off the top of Mary Anne Mayo and Steve Nelson’s 2nd story deck on Saugatuck Shores.
But the winter of 2014 is not “most of the time.”
In the most recent storm, the snow and ice froze. And stayed.
Mary Anne took these stunning photos. Hey — at least they can still see the water.
(Hat tip to Jill Delaney for passing these along.)
If you are one of the 5 families still in Westport this Presidents Day weekend/ February school vacation, this post is for you.
Our plow guys have done a fantastic job this winter, clearing streets and parking lots. But all that snow had to go somewhere, and tons of it ended up obscuring sight lines.
The result: Drivers are inching out into roads further than they’re used to. Meanwhile, roads are narrower than normal, with snow lining the sides.
Bottom line: Be careful when entering into traffic.
And if you’re the “traffic,” watch out for the other guy.
Meanwhile, for everyone else in Anguilla or Cabo or wherever: Don’t forget sun block!
For one day at least, Westport seemed pretty-as-a-postcard perfect.
The forecast for tomorrow: steady snow in the afternoon. Accumulation: up to 3 inches.
Crossroads Hardware sold its last rock salt early this morning.
By noon, only one shovel was left.
Crossroads Hardware owner Jimmy Izzo, and the last shovel.
It’s probably gone now too.
A Valentine’s Day gift for a very special someone, no doubt.
School is canceled for the 2nd straight day.
Next week is winter break. There’s a professional development day scheduled for the following Monday. Oy.
This morning, the scene was serene — if snowy — at Staples High School.
It was all very pretty.
Unless you own the car in the bottom photo.