I live in Southwestern Connecticut, which is kind of like Western Mass except with fewer rotaries. :)
The way March works is this: the snow that's built up during the big blow outs in January and February goes away. Weather starts to warm up. Hope springs in your chest and you begin to relax. Winter is over!
Then there's another snowstorm to drop half a foot of snow on your head right at the end of the month. :)
Get used to Chinese food and Italian food as your big choices when going out to eat. Admittedly, I haven't been to Northampton in a bazillion years, so I can't speak for sure to there, but those are the big ones down here.
I have to drive to everything. But some of the things are pretty darn close by car (5 minutes or so) while being unpleasant distances on foot. :)
Everyone will talk about the beauty of snowfall in the winter, but here's the reality: It's beautiful until you have to shovel it. It takes about half a day before the white snow is covered over with a dusting of grey and brown dirt. :) Autumn is beautiful. Spring is nice. Late summer can be brutally humid, it's okay to whimper. Leading into fall, you'll think 50 is really darn chilly. Coming out of winter, you'll think 50 is balmy and hey, lets break out the swimsuits. :)
New England is a lovely, lovely place with lots of history and little gems for exploration.
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The way March works is this: the snow that's built up during the big blow outs in January and February goes away. Weather starts to warm up. Hope springs in your chest and you begin to relax. Winter is over!
Then there's another snowstorm to drop half a foot of snow on your head right at the end of the month. :)
Get used to Chinese food and Italian food as your big choices when going out to eat. Admittedly, I haven't been to Northampton in a bazillion years, so I can't speak for sure to there, but those are the big ones down here.
I have to drive to everything. But some of the things are pretty darn close by car (5 minutes or so) while being unpleasant distances on foot. :)
Everyone will talk about the beauty of snowfall in the winter, but here's the reality: It's beautiful until you have to shovel it. It takes about half a day before the white snow is covered over with a dusting of grey and brown dirt. :) Autumn is beautiful. Spring is nice. Late summer can be brutally humid, it's okay to whimper. Leading into fall, you'll think 50 is really darn chilly. Coming out of winter, you'll think 50 is balmy and hey, lets break out the swimsuits. :)
New England is a lovely, lovely place with lots of history and little gems for exploration.