(By the way, isn't that sad that this is the best snow? I know MA is more southerly than VT, but really??)
"#%@!^", says Romeo looking at the wall of snow blocking his way out for his morning excursion.
Pitties are NOT snow dogs!
The wind made measurements impossible. Early Saturday Justin saw 16" in one spot, 26" a few feet away and there was still a few more inches to fall. The drifts in the back were above the top of the fence.
My little snow bunny - even losing her boots in the snow banks couldn't stop her smile.
The end is nearly in sight...
..except that my van is under this 12' mountain of snow.
We are waiting for the balcony to come tumbling down but it keeps proving us wrong.
And when it gets too cold, find a purple mitten for your mouse hand.
Luke is learning to spackle as we hold the stir-crazies at bay by patching holes in the guest room.
Painting was a fun way to keep the kids busy and productive while Justin was doing homework.
Hopefully our guests have an appreciation for abstract art!
And just like that life will go back to normal. But while it lasted we really enjoyed the blizzard. Perhaps there should be more driving bans, spontaneous meals with neighbors, and all out playtime.
