. . . and more snow . . .

I took this video Saturday morning. Of course we were out playing in the blizzard-like conditions as dad shoveled the drive and sidewalks, but not for long. This is Makenna and Madison with one of their buddies. It took some effort to walk against the wind and snow from the brown house (two houses down from ours) to me where I'm standing in our driveway. They're making plans to play inside out of the storm. Once the wind and snow stopped (around 4:00 Saturday here) the back yard looked quiet and beautiful with the graceful bend of the snowdrifts glistening in the sun.

Makenna

Maddie

Charlie

Maya

I took the above pictures Sunday afternoon. The roads were clear and we made it to church and lunch. The afternoon turned out to be a nice day to play in the snow and this is a heavy snow that makes good snowballs and forts. Charlie was quite pleased that you could ball this stuff up and were allowed to throw it—at other people! The kids soon figured it was warmer inside their snow forts and they had fun talking about and playing survival with Dad and what you could do to protect yourself if exposed to these elements for prolonged periods of time. It was also a time of nostalgia as I remembered the Blizzard of '78, playing in the snow and tunneling out my own forts, sitting with my chin rested on the back of the couch watching the snow storm out the picture window, digging out cars that got stuck on our street, and the big barrel of salt the city put out on the corner that we spread in the intersection. The kids asked if we were alive then, and Steve answers, "Well, your mom was." Men!