Sure enough he left Thursday morning and by Friday early evening the snow was falling. It continued all through the night and all through Saturday. We got 30 inches in our area. I sat and watched out the window as the snow mounds got higher and higher.
My son and his wife were snowed in and unable to leave because the plow on the property where they are renting a house from broke on Friday evening. So finally after two days of being home alone with just my dogs, my landscaper showed up with his plow and rescued me.
I got out this morning for the first time since Friday and drove into town to check on my store and make a trip to the market along with a Starbucks coffee. I've been suffering from withdrawal from being without it for two days. This is what the main street looked like.
55 days until Spring! But whose counting?