After a week of positively springlike and beautiful weather, our local "meteorologists" got caught off guard and allowed us to wake up to over a foot of snow Sunday morning. Perish the thought. I gathered Riley from his cave and we walked around downtown and by the river for a while. Here's my haul.
From our patio, heavy trees
Copper door
Copper door, abstract
Newspaper man surveying the mayhem
Situational irony
It was a heavy snow, so we saw lots of downed tree branches and even some downed power lines.
Promptly went home and spent the rest of the day shoveling our driveway and some key parts of the cul-de-sac. Between this frivolity and the time moving big blocks of snow for our backcountry jumps, my arms are wrecked and I can barely tpye.