And then it began to snow. And blow. And turn downright nasty. Finally, about 3 o'clock I heard an announcer finally call our "winter storm" the "B" word: blizzard.
This was the kind of storm when you cancel your plans to go anywhere, hunker down where you're at and watch the world go by. For us, this meant watching car after car get stuck in the intersection in front of our house. I helped a couple of people get out but since I didn't care to spend my entire day outside, I mostly watched people from the window toil to release their cars from the 17+ inches of snow that was still coming down.
|Steps partially shoveled.|
|Cleared, but already snowing in.|
|Four hours later - shovel, anyone?|
|Abandoned car near 50th & France, where it sat overnight.|
|Our patio light has its own igloo.|
I hear we're expecting more snow on Wednesday. I'm not sure how I feel about that.
Can I have another snow day?
P.S. Just heard that Minneapolis public schools are closed again tomorrow. I think Wayne can take this one...