I was so delighted that I got my camera and went outside to take photos.
This is the main street in front of the house.
I went to bed hoping to be able to make a snowman in the morning and was woken by my son shaking me gently to tell me there was snow. It reminded me of when we were in the UK and the kids were little, they'd come in to our room on Christmas Day to let us know Santa had been LOLL. Difference is my son is now 22 and it's not Christmas.
Morning view second day.
Just enough for my snowman which I promptly made but unfortunately my son ran him over when turning in the driveway.
The power went that day and so did the heating, water, telephone, all cell phones and internet. It was no longer any fun.
We had enough wood to burn for a couple of days and then that ran out and we had to collect snow and melt and boil it to use for cooking and washing. Our lighting was a couple of candles.
Third day I went out to take photos.
The neighbours had made a cute snowman.
The snow still came
I left my son to do the shoveling while I went out to take photos.
This is me
Someone made an igloo.
This is across the main street from me. We live by the sea and I'd never seen snow on a beach before.
This was yesterday after still more snow.
Luckily yesterday power and all services had been restored and I had a much needed shower.
That seems to be the end of the snow so now it's time for the cleanup.
I think February is going to be the slowest month when it comes to sewing but I'm looking forward to cleaning up everywhere so I can make a start again.
~ Maria ~