Holey moley. The snow keeps coming. It’s supposed to end sometime tonight, and be clear outside tomorrow. I hope so, cuz digging out is certainly going to take a couple days, and a girl’s gotta get to work. Even a girl driving a 2002 Honda Civic.
Here’s some pics from about 5 PM, Saturday. You can see, if you look closely, the righteous icicle action on the neighboring home, my car beneath that hump of snow, and the clearly southerly proclivity of the storm, tugging snow to the left on the green banister of my porch:
Mental state: Mellow. Did laundry, did some cleaning, feeling pretty good.
Cheers to this storm coming to close tonight, though. I’ll be sleeping on the couch like I did last night, watching the snow blow by the street lamps and create drifts over the ornamental grass. If I can drift off, that is. I feel a little like a kid, too excited to sleep on Christmas night. I think it’s that weird snow-day mentality. So exciting. Only less exciting because you have to dig yourownself out instead of your folks getting out there with their shovels. Drag.