We began hearing about the snow on Thursday. It's coming they said, and the TV meteorologists would stand in front of their maps and show us the clouds gathered over the midwest and the ones coming up from the south. Get ready. It will begin at midnight Friday. Then it was to be midnight Saturday. We made sure there were sufficient accommodations in the neighborhoods where the kids' cast parties were that they could safely walk to someplace if they had to. We worried about having to cancel performances, or even the Josh Klein Fund Dinner. 

The snow had not yet begun when Lynn came in about 1:00 Sunday morning. It was just beginning when I got up at seven. By eight several inches lay round about, and Ron changed his plans about going to church (he has a twenty-minute drive). At 9:30 I went out to the grocery store and on the way back changed my plans for church. The final performance of Les Miserables was postponed until next Sunday, and we settled in to watch the woods fill up with snow, which by then was falling at the rate of about one inch an hour.

Above you see Lynn's car -- well, sort of. You see the passenger side mirror sticking out, and the handle of the back door. The shrouded form above and to the left is the neighbor girl's car with its mirror barely poking through. Twenty-two inches and counting when I got up this morning.

We're well-stocked here and unless the power goes out we'll be fine. Lynn's a little restless. This is the second day she hasn't actually seen any of her friends. Usually I'm not very productive if I'm trying to work when both Lynn and Ron are at home. Their energy distracts me. But today I did an extensive exercise using a character I created last year. I also made pancakes from scratch.

School would have been closed today anyway for Presidents' Day. It's closed tomorrow as well. The man across the street began using his snow blower while the snow was yet accumulating. We'll wait for the two neighborhood boys who do our driveway and walkways. One lives across the street. I can barely see his house.