We only had about a foot of snow, much lighter here than in Virginia where author Nikki Leigh lives. From the photos above that she sent, they had a couple of feet.
Our son, Sid, came by with his pick-up, Big Liz (1950 Ford with 4-wheel drive) and got the driveway open so we could get out if we needed to, but we were content to spend our anniversary sitting safely inside, drinking hot chocolate and "testing" the Schneckins I baked.
Funny how when I see snow coming down it triggers my cooking instinct. What does snow make you want to do?
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