“When you see the Southern Cross for the first time
Stephen Stills, Rick Curtis, and Michael Curtis, and performed by Crosby Stills and Nash in 1982
You understand now why you came this way
‘Cause the truth you might be running from is so small
But it’s as big as the promise
The promise of a coming day”
My family name is “Cross” and I am spending the winter in the south. Yes, it’s a bit corny, The Southern Cross, and it has nothing to do with the meaning of this song; but folks, here’s your title for my next several posts!
Blizzard of ‘22
We went through a blizzard that rivaled the blizzard of ‘78.
My photos do not do it justice. But they do create a visual story that explains why I would abandon my beloved St. Lawrence River life for a whole season.
Our Beautiful Dock Trees – Pre-blizzard 😍
Dock Trees, Post-blizzard 😖
More Reasons to Head South
And Then, There’s This…
Pit Stops Along the Way
We Arrived Tired, But Happy!
We also had a great a visit with our dear friends in West Virginia!
Thank you for visiting. There’s lots more to come…
Your’s truly, The Southern Cross
🌠Happy New Year, Everyone!🌠
The River Blogger 
An extremely graphic argument for going south for the winter.
As a fellow upstate New Yorker I can appreciate your desire to go South and I hope to do that one day too.
Having never lived in snow country I had no understanding of wanting to leave the snow. My husband grew up in the Syracuse area and moved to Florida to get away from the snow…never to return. I began to understand when he showed me a picture of a snow wall from a blizzard he experienced as a child. I, on the other hand can’t wait to dash out to make a snow angel any chance I get when I go up to Virginia in the winter. Enjoy your warmth, while it lasts!
Enjoy for stay!!
Those blizzard photos make me cold, ha! But they are awesome. I am glad you have southern crossed! Congrats on a warm southern winter!