The second wave of the blizzard had high winds, but we never lost power.





Nobody was really thinking about entering school anyway.







These icicles aren't mine, fortunately, but aren't they magnificent!?





My lovely tree tunnel...







Believe it or not, we did get mail.






Any front porch conversations will have to wait for the Spring Thaw.

Last night was the last hurrah for the Snow Party. My future make-up artist daughter doozied up my hair for the event. Pretty creative huh?

I collected a few products during the storm from the refugees that I don't usually use. One was scented kitchen trash bags. They really stink. Have you ever used these? It seems like a good idea, but trash smells better.

Oh, and I did trade in my van. I'm loving my seaside blue Prius. Save the polar bears!