We got hammered over the weekend – not during the Super Bowl, but by a snowfall of 28.5″ from Friday night into Saturday.  It was the second biggest snowstorm since 1996 when 30″ fell.  That year, we plopped toddler Hugh down outside in the drifts and he burst into terrified tears.

This weekend’s snowfall was of Biblical proporations.  As proof, here’s what our church courtyard looked like on Sunday morning.

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And a view out the other window.

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By Sunday, things were pretty much back to business as usual. 

But on Saturday, it could have been 1910.  Life was insular and simple.  There was no running to the store to get anything.  There was no driving, period.  Nothing to do, nowhere to go.  

Everyone shoveled, then took a nap from sheer exhaustion, as a fire burned in the grate.

No airplanes in the sky, no cars on the road.  Outside, almost total silence.  We live on a busy state road on which 5,000 cars a DAY speed by.  On a snow emergency day, it’s like one of those nuclear holocaust movies in which all the cars stop working – only with beauty all around, instead of decimated buildings and flaming trees. 

The beauty was only on the outside. 

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Indoors, the area around each door was a horror show, strewn with cold weather gear and puddles of ice melt.

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Despite the interior nightmare, I nevertheless give thanks that Chris and I do not have to personally be involved in getting children in and out of snowpants, boots, and gloves anymore.  It’s been years since we’ve had to help them, and yet we are still grateful.  The memories are fresh.

We will long remember this weekend.  It’s wonderful when forces of nature force you outside of ”normal.”

A final note: don’t forget to mail your Valentines cards early this year!  More snow is predicted for mid-week and as we learned on Saturday, lots of white stuff WILL actually keep the postman from his appointed rounds.

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