I slept in today for the first time in I can't remember. It was nice. I actually did get out of bed and look out the window at 8am and there was only a dusting of snow. I crawled back into bed and heard the wind start to pick up a little bit, but I closed my eyes and stayed put for another hour or so. When I got up, I found we were actually getting a snowstorm. (This is yesterday afternoon's picture.)
They say we had an official blizzard which means we had winds of at least 35 miles an hour for three hours or more. I didn't bother to go outside, but the news guy said the snow felt like needles hitting his face. Somewhere out there, there must have been significant snow accumulation, but like other times, most of our snow blew away or into drifts. The wind also played games with our wood stove and made the house smell like smoke. Now I am part sausage.
My niece wanted pictures of the blizzard, but it didn't look especially "blizzardy" here. I think a blizzard should have more snow than we had at our house and white out conditions. The snow should get deep and impassible. And, if you should venture out to milk the cow (or something akin to it), you should be sure to tie the end of a rope to the back door so as you can find your way back to the house once the milking is done.
School is on a 2 hour delay tomorrow. Guess I won't be sleeping in two days in a row.
I am a work in the hands of the Master Potter. I pray that His fingerprints are all over me as I walk through this life. This is my journey. Thank you, Jesus, for not giving up on me.
I am mom to seven beautiful grown ups and grandma to ten beautiful grandchildren.