snow, snow, snow...

Here is the lovely view from our deck. Doesn't it make you want to shovel off a chair and sip some sweet iced tea?

This here is what we call a roof drift...or a pre-avalanche...or a snow awning...

We grow 'em tough here...no wimpy little sleds. Nooo. Our kids just get out their bikes and plow through the snow.

If they are tired of biking, we snowshoe over to the playground. We pull out the sand buckets and shovels and its snow castle time. If a kid falls off the swing or slide, they hardly notice with the snow cushion and the 15 layers of winter clothes they are wearing.

Who knew 100 feet of snow a year could be so much fun? The hobbies we develop around here are great: roof raking, competitive snow blower races with the neighbors, spinning dough-nuts in the street with your cars...we have a hard time containing ourselves. Runner Boy and I just wish we could stay home and make snow angels all day...