The flakes started falling around 9:00 Friday night. This was the view out our front window about 12:45 pm on Saturday, Dec. 19th. It didn't stop coming down until 8 hours later.
Gotta hand it to my industrious neighbor, but I think I will add this to the many reasons why I will never own a dog.
This part was great. However, the mess in our front hall when they all came back in...and yes, the snow across the street really did come up to the hem of Aslan's skirt. Both she and Daisy were a bit intimidated by their inability to take a step.
We decided we'd better take the first foot off the car while it was still coming down. Thank goodness we had the other one in the garage.
The next morning, we had a lovely excavation block party. We have some really neat neighbors, a few of which were making rounds helping dig out anybody who was out there working.
The front door before...
...and after. Don't worry, Mom, I just took off my gloves to get the camera out.
Fortunately, my next-door neighbor didn't have any pressing engagements that day.
And of course, the slightly scary irony is that this took place two days before the official start of winter. Here's hoping for an early spring!