On Sunday, Dan got into the act and made the gigantic snowball pictured here.
Alas, by Monday night it was all gone. Truly. Every bit of snow on the lawn is melted, and all that remains is the icy, dirty piles that line the roads where the plows have gone by, and they're on their last legs too. Today, the ground was dry enough that we could go out and pick up the tree limbs and shingles that came loose during a crazy windstorm last week. You'd think it was spring, we were even up in the high 50's one day.
Meanwhile, everyone is reminiscing about the ten year anniversary of an ice storm that knocked out power for days, even weeks in some areas. Shame that it happed just two weeks after Dan and I moved to Georgia. Look at the fun we missed.
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Looove the snowy pics! Yaaayy!!! I remember when the snow would all melt away, leaving the matted yellow grass and muddy patches. I also remember ice storms that would make all the parked cars outside slide downhill into a stack at the bottom.
It was 75 degrees here yesterday. The average is 70. After 3 years I am acclimated and 50 degrees feels so cold. I put on a hat and gloves and wooly socks. I can pretend it is like real winter, but it is a hollow feeling.
Enjoy the rest of real winter, drink cocoa, make snowmen, and build a fire!
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