Seems I was wrong about our biggest snow events occurring in February.  That distinction, this year, belongs to March.  Yesterday’s storm was predicted well in advance, but it took its time in coming.  The school cancellation was announced the night before.  Snow was expected to start in the early morning hours.  At 6:00 AM, and then at 7:00 AM, not a new flake had fallen.  I was beginning to think Snow Day #10 would be a no-snow day. 

But just before 8:00, the snow arrived with a determined flourish.  It fell steadily until late evening, covering the messiness of the existing clumpy, discolored snow with smooth white fluffiness, artfully frosting foliage and trees.   

 

This time of year, Kiko needs longer legs. 

Today, another day off school (Snow Day #11), the sun is out, creating dramatic blue shadows on our lawn. 

In a neighbor’s yard, a perfectly frosted blue spruce against a perfect blue sky.

The phrase “winter wonderland” is on the tip of the tongue, even for those (like me) who thought they were sick of the season. 

This snowstorm found my husband in town, fortunately.  Of course it didn’t keep him home from work.  Even after an emergency repair of an outdoor sump pump pipe, he was in the office well before any precipitation began.  But he did come home somewhat early, so he could make use of his favorite toy while wearing his electric orange ski jacket.