In case you hadn’t heard, the northeast is getting slammed with weather this year, and we had our 7th snowstorm of the season last night. About a foot of snow was dropped on top of the existing snow piles. Snow piles which had become dirty and dingy, and look so pretty again with the fresh coating.
I work at a university, and we were closed today, so when I opened the window this morning, I didn’t mind seeing this:
First, I had to try and get out the front door…
…and down the snowed-over steps:
Success!
there’s our little Christmas tree!…buried. I heard they’re not picking them up until February this year:
Ok, then insert hours of shoveling, sweeping, snow-blowing, and fast forward to my stroll through the neighborhood:
there’s a van parked on the other side of that driveway’s snow mound:
strange and wonderful little suburban forest:
the elementary school playground:
I started to make my way back home, I just had to get past this mountain (we’re at the end of the dead end – notice the sign almost completely buried!):
Now, off to take 2 more Advil and reheat my heating pad. Oh, and maybe a hot toddie 🙂