I'm always skeptical when the local weather people forecast lots of snow, mostly because (1) people get way too worked up about things down here (e.g. one of the local weathermen, Topper Shut, has developed a loaf scale of how severe storms will be, as in how many loaves of bread you should buy beforehand. Enough said) and (2) they're usually absolutely wrong and we get an inch or two at most. But by Friday afternoon the National Weather Service was predicting 10-20 inches, so I was at least thinking we'd get 5 or 6 inches.
Perhaps they knew what they were talking about. It snowed for more than 24 hours and we got a lot of snow.
Our poor neighbor's Mini Cooper this morning.
I took a walk yesterday morning before too much had accumulated (about the 5-6 inches I'd originally anticipated). Wasn't the stream beautiful?
And this little guy? He's a trooper. Here he is yesterday before we ventured out, and then after we'd been out for awhile. He was really excited about the snow, but couldn't walk in it very well--it was up past his knees yesterday and up to his waist today. But he still wanted to explore. And he's been having lots of fun watching the birds and squirrels at the bird feeder.
We made soup and Zack brought his stool over so he could supervise.
This afternoon I walked into the kitchen and found that the stool had been repurposed as a part of this installation piece.
Rob went out this afternoon and said the main roads are fine. Our street used to get plowed pretty quickly, but whatever important person used to live on our street seems to have moved because we only got plowed late this morning. We should be all set for getting out tomorrow and going about business as usual. It's going to stay cold, though, so i think we'll be stuck with this snow for awhile.