Snowbound

It began snowing where I live in Maryland at around 3:30 yesterday afternoon. It was sort of exciting to see the first flakes fall after the news media had been hyping this storm all week. Our governor had already declared a state of emergency.

I wish I could have taken photos of the night. I stayed up late just to see the beauty. Seriously, the sky was pink and the falling flakes were gentle and beautiful. The tree branches were already thick with the new-fallen snow and all was quiet in my world.

This morning, I woke to 30-mph gusts of wind and drifts waist high. My husband and George had already been out with the show shovel, making a path to the barn.

The barn is a nice place to sit and watch the snow falling. You can feel as if you’re outside, yet are protected from the elements.

As I write this, the snow is coming down sideways and the governor has asked that everyone stay inside for at least the next 8 hours. The national guard has been called in and is at work keeping the roadways cleared for emergency vehicles. In some areas of our state, there have already been 30-inches of the white stuff reported. And this is supposed to go on all day.

Rather than venture outside just yet, I decided to take a few photos from the windows. This is out the breakfast nook.

Out the living room window.

The breakfast nook again. There’s my husband and George in the center of the photo. My husband took the snow shovel with him on his walk just in case he encountered a drift too big to walk through, I suppose.

From the bedroom window. The branches that are still snow covered are the ones that are protected from the crazy wind. In some spots, you can still see the ground.

From the bedroom window again, my husband in the center of the photo. This one actually depicts the snow falling.

I don’t mind all this weather and have always enjoyed winter and snow. This is dangerous however, with the winds. We have a plan if power should go out, so I’m okay with it all.

Now that I’m at the end of this post, I hear my guys coming in from the cold. George runs into the living room, excited to see me and I am surprised to see what he’s got trailing all over the place. Huge balls of snow hanging everywhere. Our dog absolutely loves this weather. Can’t get enough of it. But he pays for it later, as depicted by the photo below.

Oh. My. Gosh.

Enjoy your Saturday, all. And to those who are in the path of this storm, stay safe and warm.

Thanks to all who answered my Five on Friday yesterday. I just love reading those answers!