I went to bed on Thursday night to the sound of rain. It was weak rain, mind you, but it was rain nonetheless. After a long winter, this West Coast loving girl craves nothing more (except for maybe chocolate, coffee or wine) than a good heavy rain. So it made me smile to see the rain, such that it was, to help clean up the winter's dirt.
I woke up on Friday morning to a layer of snow. My friends, it snowed and it snowed and it snowed.
And it snowed.
I shoveled our tiny little sidewalk/driveway on Friday night and it took me over an hour because the snow was so heavy and wet. Then on Saturday morning, I shoveled again. (Oh, I earned so many activity points!)
Here was the result:
I had my tall for his age almost 5 year old stand for scale.
You can see that we had a break in the snow. But then it started snowing again!
This was our back yard this morning. Can you believe the amount of snow in April that we got in 48 hours? It feels like we're in the mountains in December.
That's a whole lotta snow.