We were supposed to get one to two inches of snow, beginning this afternoon. It started to snow on the way to church, and by half past the sermon we were in full whiteout. North of Baltimore, we got about four inches of snow, and now, even though it is 28-F, it is raining.
Things should be just lovely tomorrow morning.
It is supposed to go up to 45 tomorrow, which will melt a lot of this, but then the temp will drop again, and the forecast is for more snow on Tuesday. Our grandson is a lineman for the electric company. Pray for him, and if you see a crew out clearing branches, take them some coffee or hot chocolate. And then there are the poor souls who pick up the trash at O-dark ugly every morning.
The dog is loving this stuff. He races around in circles, “snoveling” tunnels all over the yard, and playing “gonna getcha” – running straight at me, and then veering off at the last possible second. The cat, however, is taking the weather as a personal insult, and wants to go outside every ten minutes to see if things have cleared up. He seems to feel it is my fault, and doesn’t hesitate to tell me so. Loudly and often.
We were supposed to have a tree lighting and caroling party this evening, but that has been postponed. Friday is supposed to be clear and cold, but at least it won’t be raining or snowing. I’ve made a batch of spiced cider to be heated, and there is a good supply of hot chocolate at church, so we’re good to go.
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