They say that the Indian rain dance never failed because the Indians never stopped dancing until it rained. In that vein and on behalf of windbreaker clad weather preachers near and far, I give you an accurate forecast. Not only did the winds blow, albeit a tick south of projections, but the snow fell and for an hour or so, flakes as big as saucers swirled aimlessly appearing as if Mother Goose botched the dates on the MA State Fish and Game hunting schedule. There are no outages to report and while winds persist, to a diminishing degree, gray skies are beginning to lighten up over an inch of heavy snow.
Sunday – 4/3/16 – 11:32 a.m.
by Jon Clark | Apr 3, 2016 | On-The-Ground