After The Storm

Phew!  Yesterday’s blizzard was a doozie.  By the end of the day, Stella had dumped two feet of heavy, wet snow on the ground, accompanied by howling winds.  As I suppose I should have expected, the snowblower steadfastly refused to start which meant that Yours Truly had to hand shovel the pathways and the deck while the redoubtable Mr. W tackled both long driveways with the tractor.  I have to get out there and shovel more today in order to make enough space for the movers to work their magic next Wednesday.  My back thinks this is a terrible idea.

Today, all is muffled and quiet under a thick white blanket, with just an occasional flurry to remind us of yesterday’s temper tantrum. 

Extra shows how deep it got.