If you are anything like me, you probably have had enough of the snow and cold right about now. Yet, it is only mid-February and we have a good month and a half before we see any semblance of Spring. So why fight it?
Even as the piles grow taller and the snow fades from a bright white, there is still something magical about Binghamton in the Winter.
As the icicles continue to grow thicker and longer, though they pose a potential safety risk; you cannot stop an admire how they reflect the light around them or how they mimic the roots of the trees that soon will be sprouting the welcoming greening of spring.
While the snow and ice may be piling up on the rivers, we need to remind ourselves that underneath the continually growing piles, there is an entire ecosystem flourishing. We will soon be greeted by the flowing waters of the Chenango and Susquehanna teeming with the flora and fauna that only Mother Nature can provide.
As we seem to receive one snowfall after another, to the extent that we are either ready to cry, scream, hide or a combination of all three; take a moment and reflect on the beauty of it all. There is a certain magical peacefulness that falls over Binghamton that shouldn't be ignored.