I clearly made a huge blunder by underestimating this storm. At around 9:30 p.m. Friday, we lost power to the house, and it didn't return until shortly before 5 p.m. today. This was a major storm that even the most flamboyant meteorologists didn't predict. By noon, the neighborhood had received at least 19 inches of snow -- I measured the amount with a drum stick -- prompting us to begin the Big Dig. We placed our refrigerated groceries on the back porch so they didn't spoil. Below, I have included a few photos for your viewing pleasure.
The weather turned ugly around 5 p.m. Friday, but things got really nasty when we lost power around 9:30 p.m. With nothing else to do, we built a snowman, had a snowball fight and shoveled the driveway... three times. There was an eerie orange glow in the sky around 10 p.m., and the horizon flickered a number of times, which presumably was the result of exploding power line transformers.
Neighbors began The Big Dig early Saturday morning, but the snow plows were nowhere to be found. A plow made several runs last night, but we have yet to see another one today. That made for more than a few disgruntled diggers.
My girlfriend, Tiffany, and roommate, Fielder, skip merrily up the main road. We took a half-hour walk around the block to see the damage, and found a lot of people attempting to get out of the mess.
I'm going to go out on a limb and say this guy is probably waiting for an epic thaw before moving his car. Most of our vehicles looked like this, and it meant that a broom was a better tool than an ice scraper.
By 3 p.m., we had shoveled our driveway and were able to get around. Unfortunately, the plows neglected our main roads, meaning the only people leaving our development were driving sport-utility vehicles or pickup trucks.
And finally, I offer a majestic view of the snow from my bedroom window. Despite the inconvenience of the blizzard, it offers a beautiful winter scene. Feel free to offer your own winter storm stories in the comments section.
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