Okay, so we’re no Boston right now, but we did get some snow that’s been around for lots o’ days. Virginia snow doesn’t usually last more than a few days, which makes that kind of a big deal.
On the first post-snow morning (and the second), I got a Scott and Peanut escort to and from work. It was pretty nice.
There were also walks and snow angels.
That’s my favorite cow pasture. The cows are in another pasture up the road, and they seem cold. Shocking.
That’s my not awesome snow angel. I wasn’t willing to commit to a true head-in-snow experience, so the proportions are kind of wonky. Scott’s snow angel is better (this one):
I really like the snow gnomes in our back yard best of all. They are in fact pieces of the wood pile that never got chopped, but I think they look like gnomes in the snow.
And this is what the other side of that cow pasture looks like at night:
Or that’s what it looks like when your car is stuck in the snow on the side of the road because it slid backwards when it was close to the top of the hill. I got so close to the top! The picture was taken when I had given up on any kind of forwards or backwards motion. Right before I turned the car off and walked the rest of the way home (0.4 miles?). I’m pretty grateful for the snow boots I got for Christmas and for neighbors with backhoes and a husband with excellent snow driving skills.
After the car incident, I had to remind myself how much I love that cow pasture. And snow. It sure is pretty when the sun sets over snow.
And anything that helps Peanut look majestic is probably okay in my book.
That’s where we’ll stop for today. Majestic Peanut, facing the semi-wilderness of Virginia.