About 24 hours after the last entry, I took these pictures (well, the first bunch - all but the last two that I took yesterday). Click to play:

The snow should really be a lot deeper but the wind was so wild all night, it blew it into drifts around the perimeter of the property. Paul says that the front porch was bare while the back basement door had about a foot of snow up against it this morning. Drifting.

I've decided that since I stay home almost all the time these days, I'm going to enjoy the snow. Usually I don't because I've always had to go out in it, clean off my car which is usually solid ice, slug thru dirty snowbanks along the road, etc. But since I've had physical limitations, I'm home a lot and can actually enjoy the snow for the first time in many, many years. Really, since I was a child.

I guess childhood does return again, if we grow old enough.

Cheers,

Bex