Yesterday, it was doing this when I left for work:
If you look close, you can see little white dots (= snowflakes).
This morning, it looked like this when I left for work:
That's right. We had four inches of snow outside.
My chickens were not very happy. Some of them ventured out, while others stayed inside their chicken house. I found the explorer chicks hanging out here, but clucking as if they were complaining:
I went for a little walk...
I headed into our backyard...
And went down into the woods...
Why? I had to get to work! And my car was at...
My neighbor's house down the hill.
Because Little Red Hot (that is my car's nickname) drove home last night in 4 inches of snow and ice-- she made it up two hills (hooray!)-- she turned into my neighborhood and made it past the slippery 90 degree corner going uphill (which was pure determination as there were already two cars in the ditch)-- and then got stuck uphill on a patch of compacted snow & ice only 1.5 blocks from my house.
So I called Bill to get his advice. He walked 1.5 blocks to check out my situation. I then carefully backed Little Red Hot into a driveway (without sliding into another ditch) and drove her back downhill to park her at our backyard neighbor's house for a sleepover. Bill & I walked through the woods home last night, and I walked in those same footsteps this morning.
Life is funny sometimes. Especially when it snows.
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