We didn’t get the foot of snow I was hoping for. I think we probably got about six to eight inches. That’s not bad. I guess. Hopefully, things will pick up faster next time.
From what I read online, it was supposed to start snowing last night before midnight and continue on into today. Some time around two, it was supposed to stop, giving us anywhere between one and three inches overnight and another five to eight inches today. Well, I guess the storm moved faster than anticipated.
Just a few hours ago, I looked out the window to see the moon looking fabulous. I ran into my room and grabbed my camera. I took a few shots.
Moon shots never come out like I want them to. This is the best one I got. It did look really cool though.
Just as I was snapping away with the camera, Laura suggested that we take the truck up the road to chase some more photography. I told her that we better be fast because I had stuff cooking on the stove and that it was getting dark rather quickly. At that moment though, we had enough light to take pictures in.
I started the truck and let it warm up for just a few minutes. As that was happening, a plow truck drove by. I grabbed my camera again and got a decent shot of it.
It looks blurry. It really isn’t. Ignore that. I was tracking the truck, which made the trees blur.
As I was outside, I decided to give you a glimpse of what things are looking like here. I did a fairly good job snow blowing and shoveling this afternoon. I got all sweaty, like I usually do. That’s highly annoying and I wish I could find a way for that to stop happening.
Anyway, after I cleaned the truck off, we made our way up the road. I stopped for a photo about half way up.
The road looked pretty cool. That’s about half way to the end. After I took that photo, we kept going.
When we got to the top of the hill, I backed into our friend’s driveway. We saw them peeking out of the window, but since we were on a mission, we didn’t stop to say hello. I’m still feeling guilty about that. I did, however, manage to take a great looking photo of the truck though. I’m sure they were wondering what in the hell I was doing.
It does look good, doesn’t it?
After that picture, we drove straight back to the house, which is less than a mile. By the time we got back inside, it was almost completely dark. The reason I bring this up is because I want to tell you that I had the timer going on the stove. When we left, it said seven minutes and counting. When we got back, it just started to beep. The entire ordeal took seven minutes to complete. The sun has a funny way of falling fast this time of year.