Blizzards are rarely pleasant, but they've always carried a special significance for my blessed Long Island home. I still remember discovering this empty lot — and instantly falling in love with the sweeping bay and wetlands views on the other side — literally the day after a December 1993 blizzard. That storm helped reveal the magic of this place, and it's been part of my story ever since.
Over the 31 years I've lived here, countless blizzards have come and gone. This one, in late February 2026, I almost witnessed in person. I was booked to fly to New York on Friday, but another matter — and the clearly brutal storm barreling in — made postponing the trip the wiser choice.
This was the view from the front door as the blizzard began. The woods on this side of the house always transform beautifully in snow: evergreens wearing white crowns, stark branches etched against the sky, and the occasional fallen trunk adding its own drama. Storms like this are best appreciated from security cameras — and from the thoughtful photos my great neighbors send.
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