Last night I watched as the snow poured down, hour after hour.  When I went to bed we have almost a foot of snow and when I got up I found it was a total of about 18 inches.  Virginia called out the National Guard to help stranded motorists as traffic came to a standstill on I77 and I81, people caught with nowhere to go and plows hung up behind stopped traffic.

photo of snow

snow photo

I’ll try to get more photos later.  I can’t even get out at the back door at the moment.   It has been many years since I’ve seen snow this deep in Virginia.

I remember one snow storm when I was a child that dropped almost 3 feet of snow.  It sleeted on top of it and the reason I remember it so vividly is because my cousin was out sliding around and his dad tried to catch him.  My uncle broke through the ice and could hardly walk while his son skimmed the top of the snow, slipping and sliding and “skating” while all the time laughing at his dad for not being able to catch him.

We used to have sleigh riding parties and would build a big campfire and sled for hours, until we were numb with cold.  We’d then go home, drink cup after cup of hot chocolate and go right back at it.   It was the pure joy that only the young seem to have at a snow storm.  Now, I’m content to sit in my office snug and warm and sip hot chocolate.