Tonight the snow started again, and while there are very few white powdery substances I disdain (oh, don't be so shocked, who doesn't like confectioners sugar, talcum powder, Turks and Caicos beaches), snow is number one with a bullet on the 'I Can Do Without' list.
Sitting here in the office for a quick email check before heading back to the studio to rip out some freemotion quilting gone awry, I can't help but be sucked in by the scene outside the office window. So much so, that it propels me back upstairs for the digital camera I knew would take a passable picture through glass, without a flash or a tripod (my Olympus SP320).
And since I took about 20 pictures...
It's quickly becoming evident, yet again, that for the second time this week, our weather forecasters have failed to make the correct call for our neck of the woods. An hour ago they were standing by 4" saying the snow had stopped. Well, we're at about 6" and it's still coming down.
If you'll excuse me, I need to go upstairs, put my jammies on inside out, and jump into bed while visions of SNOW DAY! dance through my head. (I'll happily settle for an 'okay to work from home' day, '3 hour delay' day...).