Pictures from first thing yesterday morning. It was still snowing, but the wind had died down and children couldn't wait to get outside to play in it. These were taken from our side porch. If you look carefully through the railing, you can see a green metal bench that shows how deep the snow is, since it is above the seat.
And two little girls who liked watching the snow, but couldn't really go out and play in it.
We had a lovely day. J. made apple coffee cake for breakfast, we had red pepper hummus for lunch, and I made double chocolate brownies for after dinner. Games were played; yarn was knitted (with greater or lesser frustration depending on the knitter); much snow was shovelled; books were read.
The shared experience of extreme weather has appeared to bring out the best in people. The population was nearly giddy with excitement at the prospect of a blizzard causing a city-wide holiday. Yesterday afternoon just needed a table of food to make it close to a block party as people joked, and talked, and shovelled out cars from under four and five foot high drifts.
And my goal of never leaving my house may actually be met, at least if I have plans of going anywhere in the van. You see, it has a very wide turning radius and getting out of our driveway can be a bit tricky in the best of weather. The street has shrunk considerably and until some of this snow goes... somewhere... I'm just not sure I can get my van out. I'm still deciding how I feel about that.