Snow Daze

We are officially snowed-in! The snow started yesterday (Friday) morning. It wasn't supposed to start until afternoon but we woke up to it. We had 3 packages we were planning to take to the post office first thing in the morning. The local news station was telling people to stay home because the roads were slippery. I told this to Robert so he decided to drive to the post office in Old Fort instead of Black Mountain. He didn't make it and turned around and barely made it home. He left the car down at the bottom of our road so he wouldn't slide down backwards as he's been known to do.

The snow was just starting to cover the furniture on the deck.

What Asheville Cats do when they're snowbound.

After a few hours I thought we should hike down to the car to retrieve the packages because they were full of cookies and I didn't want them to freeze.

We bundled up and Robert put his cleates on his boots - birthday gift from Erin. I was armed with my hiking stick. We slung backpacks on our backs and headed down the driveway.

There was a layer of frozen slush under the snow but enough snow had fallen so it wasn't too slippery.

The "death slide."

The sundial was getting buried as the day went on.

The snow was getting deeper on the deck.

Snow was piling up on my little fleur-de-lis garden spike.

The screened porch was full of snow and the one side was covered so you couldn't see out.

Oh, Christmas Tree.

The front porch.

Looking out our front door.

Robert insisted on grilling the salmon for dinner even though the grill was covered with snow.

At this point there was 10" on the deck.

Luckily, we brought a snow shovel with us from Michigan and he was able to plow through.

Saturday morning we woke up to sunshine. The snow was melting a bit and dripping off the eaves.

Everything in the front of the house was buried.

Check out the sundial.

The wall was almost gone.

It was so deep it was hard to walk.

This is the tip of a ruler. It could go down further but I didn't want to lose it.

Looking down our driveway.

The car looks lonely down there.

I was standing in our driveway when I took this. There's the car.

Gary, the groundskeeper at Creston, is snowed in at his house and won't be able to plow us out for at least 2 more days. I guess it doesn't matter because we wouldn't be able to get far on the roads anyway.

The tip of the fleur-de-lis.

Birdbath.

Well, we won't starve to death. Luckily, we bought a freezer and have it stocked. We have a generator if we lose power. Let's just hope the wine supply holds out.