We had a great time, in large part because the power stayed on and we aren't in a tidal area that floods. I know not everyone on the East Coast was so lucky.
Here are some photos of the nearly two days of non-stop snow and it's aftermath. It was a non-blizzard we'll always remember.
We are 20 miles southwest of the town of Warrenton that recorded over 30 inches of snow.
So it begins...
Friday afternoon when Finley and Abi from next door could still walk in the snow.
The sled was one of Finley's Christmas gifts from her parents. It worked wonderfully early in the storm. Later, the snow was just too deep and fluffy.
The dogs and I didn't make it across the road. Only Christian made it all the way to Dot's house in this photo. Erika with Finley on her back, made it to Dot's driveway and gave up.
Trudging through calf-deep snow is hard work! (-:
Knee-deep on me and there were still 10 more hours of snow to go!
Same photo as the first one above, but near the end of the storm.
Snow drifted onto all four sides of Glenn's and my porch.
Erika, Finley and I rode out to my house on the bush hog attachment on Christian's tractor.
The dogs and I walked back. It was exhausting!
Erika and Christian built a snow cave.
My goats are pansies. They don't like the snow.
Goose down is warm.
Shoveling is hard work -- I know this only by word-of-mouth. (-:
Once the snow had stopped, we managed to entice the goats out of the barn...but they would only walk on the paths we had stomped down.
Sunday night sunset. It was just that gorgeous--I didn't use special filters or enhance the photo in any way.