At around 3:30 am I woke up and couldn't get back to sleep. I could hear the rain we were expecting on the roof so when I peeked out the window an hour or so later I was more than surprised at what I saw.
We panic at unexpected snows because we are at the bottom of a long steep
driveway. I had to get Daddio to the doctor's in a few hours so I drug
The Mister out of bed to move the vehicles before we got snowed in.
We have only had a dusting in several years so it was impossible to return to bed and ignore what was happening outside.
Still in my pajamas, I put on my Crazy Corriedale sweater and had as much fun as my ancient self could have that early in the morning.
I am happy to report that on it's maiden voyage, the sweater was lovely and warm. I had just woven in the ends the night before and have still yet to block it.
As the sun came up, it all started to get soggy and wet.
It was time to head back in. A big breakfast was in order.
It was pure bliss snuggling back under the covers with a full tummy for a quick nap while still watching the snow continue to fall. It was nice to finally have a little winter. By late afternoon it was almost all gone.