Tiny balls of hail were gently falling around us as we went out for groceries the evening before last. Imagine our surprise as we left Krogers a mere 30 minutes later. The entire parking lot was covered in a blanket of white. Strangers beside us swore under their breaths.
The less prepared shoppers among us scraped their buried cars with gloves and plastic bags. We thankfully reached for our ice-picker to do the same.
White flakes pelted down all day, and all night.
For forty days and forty nights, It Snowed. And snowed. and snowed.
We got snow!
Aaron and I woke up yesterday, feeling like Christmas. But since it
wasn't, we enjoyed the next best thing: Snow Day! And
school, of course,
was closed.
Here, Aaron opens the door in search of his morning paper. There was none. But he just had to stick his hand out to test how deep the snow was. ;-) Hey, after all . . . snow doesn't usually accumulate
that much under this roof-covered walkway.
I told Aaron I wanted to see how deep the snow was out there. Then, I did The Stupid by sprinting out (as much as one can sprint and flounder) without any warm clothes. :-P
Oh, I'll say it was about boot-high.
There's Aaron.
. . . and there's his "Snow Angel". Which, I thought would have been more aptly called his "Caution Radiation Sign".
Last but not least, that's the more-sensibly-dressed yours truly,
~
Mrs. Arcfide
