Great gobs of snow fell on my town overnight. Last night's weather forecast called for seven to twelve inches. We got at least that much.
I was out in it early, shoveling. I usually throw my back out when there is so much snow, but I paced myself and it only hurts a little. I may seek relief in a steaming tubbie.
Smart people are only going out if necessary. I ventured out (on foot) to pick up a few items without which we would perish. Took along the camera, saw this woman walking her dog. The snow doesn't look very deep. Take my word for it, it is!
I had been hoping to find stranded motorists cursing the snow gods while they spun their wheels. No such luck.
I haven't yet heard anyone say, "At least we'll have a white Christmas!" but it's only a matter of time. If nothing else, some reporter will say it on the news tonight, and in the paper tomorrow.
I didn't see any stranded motorists, but I did come across a snow plow clearing the parking lot at the grocery store I walked to.