This morning we woke up to thickly falling snow, and a recorded message on my employer's notification line saying essentially "the weather is terrible, schools and day cares are all closed, driving is dangerous, and we will be open for normal business hours. Get your sorry butts in here." Nice. I feel very appreciated.
Bob, however, did an absolute brilliant profit vs. loss analysis. He figured he'd lose less in wages staying home today than the deductible on our auto insurance would cost if someone plowed into him on the way back and forth from East Hartford, and stayed home. So he did most of the Charlotte-watching while I worked on some backlog projects that I can't ever seem to get done while I'm in the office. Since I started at 6:00am and went straight through, I got done fairly early.
All told, we have totals out there ranging from 19" to 21". We're fairly sheltered with all the trees.
In addition to taking pictures of Charlotte being tortured, I also took some just because.
There's a driveway under there:
My front walk:
Most of our firewood is under there. We might not have planned that very well...
It IS pretty, though...
My back yard:
There's a deck and a Bilco door under there somewhere.
I figured I'd take a picture of the tree all pretty in the snow, since we're cutting it down in the spring. It's a lovely tree, but it's in a really stupid place.
This is a shrub by the side door. I'd almost decided to pull it out and replace it with something I like better, but it's awfully pretty in the snow. Maybe I'll think about it a bit longer.
Okay, that's probably way too many pictures to expect anyone to look at or care about. It's just so damn pretty out there.
Tomorrow it's back to the office-based grind.