they were calling for six inches of snow last night...they must be using metric inches...as Asheville, and most of the southeast, bakes in the balmy 60F degrees, we're being baptized...blessed...buried in snow. nothing brings neighbors together like snow shovels.
a wicked big storm's whipping through...what do you do? you lace up your boots and go find a pub. in Rockport's case, which is a "dry" town, you go find a coffee shop and dulce...not to worry friendly friends and visitors, Gloucester is two miles away, and they have many a watering hole to choose from. we bundled up in layers and went for a walk. made a quick view for you...i intentionally left it rotated. figured many of you who haven't seen real snow were told that it falls straight down...didn't want to confuse anyone.
2 comments:
We are so jealous! Make a snow angel please. :) We miss you.
Love,
Cindy
Hey Cindy and Blake -
Sorry, we're going to have to wait 'til next snowfall for an angel...
as in typical New England style...the following day iced over the top 1/4 inch of snow (not so much fun for snow angeling)...and now, a couple of days later, the weather has melted it all away...
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