Jonas hit us about 10:38 a.m. on Friday morning, January 22; and 20 minutes or so later, I took this picture out the front window.
An hour and a half later, as evening fell, I snapped one last picture from the front window that day--not to show the depth of the snow as much as to show the changing light reflected on it. That blue evening light when snow lays on the ground is beautiful--almost magical--to me. This picture doesn't do it justice (especially with the lights reflected from the inside of my house--oops!).
There went all my plans to continue to take pictures during the day on Saturday as the snow continued to fall. There went my desire to go outside and play in the snow with the kids. There went my idea to take a yardstick out to measure the deepest part. There went everything!
Except Willow and those puppies.
And someday I'll do a post about them. :)