By JOHN E. BIALAS
Broadmoor News Bureau
After I observed the online hysteria over the freezing weather that was in South Mississippi on Wednesday, I took a walk at 3 p.m. in our Gulfport neighborhood of Broadmoor and noticed many yards with frozen tundra.
Frozen tundra? In Broadmoor?
I’ve heard that Lambeau Field in Green Bay has it, but that could be an urban myth. I do know the Rocky Mountains have it because I saw it last summer.
It’s a rare sight here, though we got it for the even rarer second time in the same season, though the first time I was unable to see it because I was bed-ridden with the flu. That was in December, when I also missed the snow.
So it was nice to get out Wednesday for a stroll from the hood to the beach, where it was sunny and a balmy 34 degrees, a heat wave compared to the 20 degrees at noon and the record-setting low of 14 hours earlier.
During my walk, I knew it was getting warmer because a brown bagger was stumbling to the light from the shadows along Kelly Avenue. We had something in common: It was our first time outside after hours of staying inside.
This is some of the tundra I saw during my walk.
My fascination with the Broadmoor tundra is probably just the interest of one man, the man being me.
Ice scrapin’ was the frenzy that went widespread on social media. Many lifelong Southerners had to improvise when it came to scrapin’ ice from their cars and trucks because they don’t have a legit ice scraper.
Check out this Facebook post from Tammy Smith of the Sun Herald.
Tammy used a plastic experience into a story.and turned her
Sun Herald news editor Lauren Walck shared the story on Twitter and showed a photo of how she handled ice before driving.
“The one time it pays to have Yankee parents that put an ice scraper in your glove box,” Lauren tweeted.
Yeah, a legit scraper, or as Lauren said, “A whole new meaning to Scrapin’ the Coast.”