(From top... me in my front yard; City Market needed a snowshoe loading area; the traffic on Colorado Highway 67).Hmmm... three feet of snow. Can't get out of my driveway. If I could, I couldn't drive up my street. So of course, I have to go out. My sister and I used to live in Iowa, where blizzards often crippled our city. If we woke to snow, we were on the phone, making plans. It just seemed wrong to stay home, beaten down by a little weather.
I haven't changed. First thing this morning, I concocted a scheme to walk to the grocery store (about 2 miles) for "supplies" (you know - frozen pizzas, chips and dip). On the way home, six kind drivers stopped their four-wheel-drive vehicles and offered us a ride. "No thanks," I said. "We want to walk."
"It's OK. My wife is crazy," added my husband.
Anyway... here are some photos from my neighborhood - Woodland Park - about two hours ago.
1 comment:
Yay snow! Three feet at your place, Deb? Any of that drift? I'm up the hill behind Foxworth, and we have 20".
Gonna try to get to Manitou Lake for a snowshoe tomorrow. Once again for good measure... YAY SNOW!
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