Let It Snow, Let It Snow, Let It Snow...in March

Late last week, I was wearing short sleeves and flip flops...I wake up Sunday morning and see the North Pole in my yard, complete with reindeer and elves...or that might have been from the lack of contacts in my eyes, I dunno, but still...it was snowing! To some, this may not seem such a big deal, but to us here, it's a huge deal. So, of course, the whole city shuts down and we unpack our fluffiest jackets, don our galoshes, slip on our mittens and caps and head outside, only to morph into 7 year olds.  

Everything was covered in pretty whiteness. It's amazing how white and pristine newly-fallen snow is. It's the whitest white I've ever seen. You couldn't mimic it in a painting. I wanted to make snow cream, but rethought that when I remembered we have a dog, our neighbors have a dog and who knows what goes on in the grass. 

Here's the front of the house. The yard was almost completely covered in the front.

Honah Lee (my car) and Ezme (David's car) were tucked in nicely by a blanket of snow.

Looking down the street.

The back/side yard. 

Our neighbors sliding down our hill. 

My snow angel...isn't she beautiful.

Silly, silly Davey Pooh saying "Please come have a snowball fight with me."

He tried, but I was victorious. Don't ever challenge me to a snowball fight.

Seumas, the snow dog. 

Our snowman buddy.

Yay for the snow!