Upstate NY meteorologists are in their favorite (and most chaotic) era right now…Everyone’s staring at the same radar, the same maps, the same “futurecast”… and somehow we’re all hearing the exact same forecast:

“It could go either way.” 😅

One minute it’s a “few inches, no big deal.”

Next minute it’s “run to wegmans, find the shovel, charge the phone, and locate the snack stash.”

AccuWeather is even calling it the “biggest storm of the winter so far” for parts of the Northeast this weekend. And the real plot twist? It all comes down to that push of Arctic air sliding in like the main character.

That cold air is basically deciding EVERYTHING:

❄️ where the snow line sets up
🧊 where ice tries to ruin everyone’s weekend
🌨️ where it turns into that messy wintry mix we all love to hate

So yeah… we wait. We watch. We refresh.

And we pretend we’re calm while the forecast flips a coin.

Who else is ready for Winter Storm: Choose Your Own Adventure?

#UpstateNY #WinterStormWatch #NortheastWeather #SnowDayVibes #WeatherTok

Snow was falling sideways …the kind of blizzard that makes you think stay home, stay warm.

But my heart said let’s fly.

Because this isn’t just a hobby… it’s a passion. My livelihood.

And the reward was unreal…watching my hometown from above, wrapped in snow like a postcard.

Up there, the storm didn’t feel like a warning.

It felt like a reminder:

The view is always worth it when you love what you do.

#blizzardflight #snowhometown #viewsfordays #passiondriven #syracuse

Today Syracuse woke up and said “let’s be colder than Alaska for no reason.”

I checked the weather and laughed like it was a joke. Then I opened the door and the air slapped me in the face, stole my breath, and sent me back inside to reflect on my choices.

I saw someone outside walking their dog like everything was normal. Meanwhile the dog looked fine and I looked like a dramatic Victorian orphan with a scarf wrapped around my entire head.

Somewhere in Alaska, people are probably chilling. Literally and emotionally.

Here, I’m putting on another layer like I’m building a lasagna of survival.

If you need me, I’ll be indoors romanticizing spring and holding a mug for warmth like it’s a tiny fireplace.

#Syracuse #UpstateNY #WinterInNY #ColderThanAlaska #StayWarm

When my kids hit me with, “Dad… tell me about growing up in Syracuse,” it’s like somebody opens a door I forgot was even there.

All at once, it’s buzzer beaters in the Dome, the kind of moments that made the whole city feel like it was holding its breath together.

It’s lake-effect snowstorms so wild they became part of your personality.

It’s the small places, the big memories, and that feeling that this region raises you in a way you never fully understand until you’re older.

And yeah… I even remember catching a young David Muir on TV before the world knew his name…already telling stories like he was born to do it.

Syracuse isn’t just where I grew up.

It’s still a part of how I see everything.

What’s one Syracuse memory that still hits you right in the heart?

#Syracuse #UpstateNY #Nostalgia #CuseLife #HomeTownPride

Mid-January has a way of humbling you.

It’s that point in the winter where the excitement of a fresh new year has worn off, the motivation feels a little quieter, and suddenly you’re lying awake replaying every decision you’ve ever made like it’s a highlight reel of “Should I have done that differently?”

And when you’re in Syracuse, New York… the weather will absolutely join in on the spiral. Gray skies. Icy wind. Snow that somehow shows up even when you swear the forecast said “light flurries.” It’s the kind of cold that makes you question your entire life plan, including the very specific choice to live somewhere your eyelashes can freeze.

It’s easy to look around this time of year and think, “Maybe the grass really is greener somewhere else.”

Somewhere warmer.

Somewhere easier.

Somewhere that doesn’t require ten minutes of mental preparation just to go to the grocery store.

But here’s what I’m realizing: the grass isn’t greener. It’s just different.

And most of the time, we’re not actually craving a new place.

We’re craving a new feeling.

And the funny thing is, the reminders are everywhere that we’re not stuck, we’re just in a season.

A stranger holding the door when your hands are full.

A good song coming on at the exact right moment.

The way the sun stays out a little longer than it did last week.

The smallest little signs whispering, “Keep going.”

Because even in the middle of January, even in the middle of winter, the days are getting longer.

The light is coming back.

And so are you.

So if you’ve been questioning everything lately, take a breath.

You’re not behind.

You’re not off track.

You’re right where you’re supposed to be, learning what you needed to learn, becoming who you’re meant to become.

And spring always finds its way back.

#midjanuarythoughts #syracuseny #trusttheseason #grassisntgreener #keepgoingforward

Today, Green Lake State Park looks like a snow globe. Snow on the ground, snow clinging to the trees, everything quiet and frozen in place.

But we’re only FOUR months away from this same spot feeling like a whole different world… warm sun, bright skies, green trees, and that summer energy like it never left.

It’s crazy how fast the change happens. So yeah, we’ll complain about the cold… but don’t rush it. These winter days will be a memory before we know it.

#GreenLakeStatePark #SyracuseNY #UpstateNY #SeasonsChange #WinterVibes

Story time: I didn’t expect Syracuse to feel this alive in the wee hours of the morning… but then I watched Interstate 81 from above and honestly? The city was still wide awake.

It was full-on night, time lapse style, and the traffic was still absolutely blowing through the heart of town like nobody got the memo that it’s supposed to be quiet right now. Headlights streaming, brake lights pulsing, the whole thing moving like a living river of energy.

And down below, the city lights were just glowing steady and beautiful, like Syracuse was holding the scene together while everyone passed through.

There’s something unreal about witnessing it from above… like you’re watching the heartbeat of the city in real time.

#SyracuseNY #Interstate81 #CityLights #NightTimelapse #UpstateNY

Here we are in 2026, and Syracuse still has not had a true sunny day yet.

And if it feels like it has been forever since we last saw the sun, it kind of has.

According to National Weather Service hourly observations at Hancock International Airport, the last reported sunny day in Syracuse was December 5, 2025. That puts us at more than 40 days without a sunny day.

It sounds unbelievable, but in Upstate New York it is not exactly surprising. Syracuse is one of the cloudiest areas in the country, thanks to our location downwind of the Great Lakes. That means lake effect snow, lake effect rain, and plenty of cloud cover that likes to stick around.

Still, this city keeps moving. We show up, we push through, and we find our own brightness until the sun finally decides to come back.

How are you surviving the gray stretch?

#SyracuseNY #CNYWeather #UpstateNY #LakeEffect #WinterWeather

Guess the Wegmans 👀😂POV you’re just trying to check out with your oat milk and suddenly Area Codes comes on over the speakers. I froze. I laughed. I questioned every life choice that led me to this exact checkout lane. Wegmans really said let’s keep them on their toes today. Can you guess the Wegmans?

#WegmansFinds #GroceryStoreVibes #UnexpectedSoundtrack #ReelLife #EverydayComedy

They say your life flashes before you at the end.

Moments. Faces. Love you carried quietly.

I don’t know what memories came to you, dad.

But I hope there was laughter.

I hope there were moments where you felt proud.

I hope you felt how deeply you were loved.

And if I was there, even for a second standing somewhere in those memories then that’s enough for me.

Miss you, Dad.

#griefjourney #dad #loss #remembering #love

We are gaining 54 minutes of daylight in the next 30 days. It happens quietly. A brighter evening. A softer sunset. Nothing changes all at once but the light returns and somehow so do we.

Brighter days are already on the way. Pictured is the Woodland Reservoir in the historic Strathmore neighborhood of the City of Syracuse.

#moredaylight #brighterdays #sunseeker #upstatenewyork #syracuseny

I started on the sidewalk on the north side near Little Italy looking south down South Salina. Cars passing, familiar corners, the kind of view you walk by without thinking twice. Then the drone lifted and the city quietly changed.

From above, the streets lined up differently. Patterns showed up that I had never noticed. Neighborhoods I thought I knew felt new again. What looked ordinary at street level turned into something almost intentional from the sky.

Flying a drone has given me a new relationship with this city. It’s reminded me that perspective changes everything. Sometimes all it takes is a few hundred feet of altitude to fall in love with familiar places all over again.

#droneperspective #cityfromabove #syracuse #storyinmotion #newangles

I still think about that day when they trusted me enough to let an FPV drone loose inside the Carrier Dome. Standing there with my goggles on, heart racing, knowing I was about to fly through a space packed with decades of noise, wins, losses, and memories. The second I armed the motors, the building felt alive in a new way. Sweeping curves, massive scale, empty seats waiting for stories, all stitched together by one smooth flight. It wasn’t just about getting the shot, it was about being invited into a place that means so much to so many people and being allowed to see it from a perspective almost no one ever does. That kind of access, that kind of trust, stays with you forever.

#fpv #drone #carrierdome #grateful #onceinalifetime

Dear Syracuse: you raised me in seasons. In snow days and summer nights. In classrooms, neighborhoods, and city streets that slowly shaped who I would become. I learned who I was here. I walked through city schools carrying big dreams and a backpack that always felt a little too heavy, but somehow I was never alone. This city taught me grit, pride, and how to keep going even when the road was uphill.

I grew up here. I lived here. I went to college here. Every chapter rooted in the same place that knew me long before I truly knew myself. And when I left, chasing something more, I carried you with me without realizing it. In every new place, pieces of you showed up in how I spoke, how I loved, how I stayed grounded.

Because home is not just a place you return to. It is a feeling that never quite leaves you. It settles into your bones. It leaves its mark on every place you visit after. It quietly shapes the life you build.

So when I came back, it felt like coming full circle. Coming home to start a family of my own, in the same city that started me. There is something incredibly special about that. Something sacred. Syracuse, you made me. And no matter where life takes me, a part of me will always belong to you.

Always grateful. Always home.

#SyracuseLove #ForeverHome #FullCircleMoments #RootedHere #GratefulHeart