Snowmaggedon! snOMG! DC was hit by the biggest blizzard it's ever seen and it's awesome. (Well, because the roof hasn't collapsed and we still have heat.) There are reports of at least 3 roof collapses in the area (one at a Dulles Airport hanger for private planes, one at a church downtown and another at a house). <-- how much would that suck?
As of 7am this morning, we had 23 inches in our lil' Maryland suburb about 13 miles outside DC. I haven't measured the totals yet -- will tomorrow -- but it's staggering. Maybe around 30 inches? Here are some photos taken around dusk, right around when it finally stopped snowing:
Snow is higher than my knees on the front stoop. And that's WITH the overhang.
Dan, waist-deep in snow, attempting to photograph the dog swallowed alive by the white stuff. The huge lump next to the nearly-invisible canine is actually a car.
A better view of the frozen white lumps concealing what used to be vehicles capable of motion.
Tycho up to his chest in snow. This is his unamused "Byatch, please. Now what??!" face.
But once on the street, playtime begins! Here he is ripping down the road with our neighbor's dobie.
Light bands of pink laced the sky at sunset; first time the sky's been clear in (what feels like) a week.
Tycho has some mad dawg skillz. I bet you didn't know he could conjure a snowball by telepathy alone. It's all in the concentration.
By now, I could no longer feel my face, lips, nose, fingers, toes, or spleen. Neither could the dog, I think, because he was actually eager to go back in (which almost never happens). Also, maybe it's time to take the lights down?
Relief! Hot water, and only hot water, warms teh feets.