Last Friday, after my nerve racking drive home, this is how the back yard looked. The interstate was so covered that I couldn't see the lanes. My cars traction light came on frequently and I could feel myself sliding. I did a lot of praying while I was driving 25 mph and God got me home safe. There was 4 and 1/2 inches in the patio table, which became our official measuring spot. Within less than 4 hours we were at 7 and 3/4 inches.
This is how it looked Saturday morning!
Lucy was almost up to her belly in the snow.
This is Winny with her snow mustache. She was looking for her ball to rescue it from the snow and looked up with a snow-covered mussel.
I hated to go to work on this once-every-ten-years snow day.
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