Up to 21 inches expected, from Boston.com

I have never so much wanted weather forecasters to be wrong.  Forecasts are for as much as 18″ of snow between what started this morning and tomorrow!  This, added to the more than 60 inches we’ve already had this winter, are significantly above average, according to Boston.com:

Bay State residents have at least 60.3 reasons to be sick of the snow. After last week’s storm, a total of 60.3 inches of snow for the season had been recorded at Logan International Airport, including 38.3 in January alone.

The season total so far is more than the season average of 41.8 and the total last year of 35.7. The record is 102.8 inches, in 1995-1996. January 2011 has been Boston’s third-snowiest January and the sixth snowiest month ever, just behind March 1993.

I really, really hate winter.  Admitedly snow is beautiful, but it is one of those things I’d be perfectly happy to see only in pictures.  Flickr has all kinds of amazing, beautiful images of snow, as does Google Images.  There are a bunch of cute videos on Vimeo.  So I  can see snow whenever I am, without having to deal with the wet boats, slippery sidewalks, bad braking and shoveling.

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A chickadee outside the kitchen window.

But today, when I was in my deepest moment of despair about the winter, horrified by the new blanket of what over the mess that was there yesterday, and unsettled by the forecast, birds came to the bird feeder outside our window!  They were beautiful, frail and fragile!  I was glad we have put out some food for them.  I was filled with joy!

Why, you ask?  Was I touched by the glimmers of life in such a desolate, cold landscape?  Was I impressed by the pluckiness of these tiny creatures?  No at all!

So what was it that so much warmed the cockles of my heart?   What made the corners of my mouth spread and my teeth show bright when I watched that bird land and a bit of snow fall off the feeder, as he took a seed a flew away?  I watched and thought to myself,

I am so glad I am not a bird!