There were big promises of snow for yesterday. It was predicted that the same storm that was hitting the middle Eastern states was heading up to coast to us. We watched the weather reports with anticipation, trying to prepare for what was ahead. The weathermen predicted it would start early in the morning. The schools were cancelled the night before. We woke up and ran to the windows. What did we see~nothing. It wasn't snowing at all.
By 10 am the flurries began but at this hour they had predicted 1 to 2 per hour. We waited and watched. It was coming down but not nearly what they had thought. We were ok with that. The kids and I worked on school work and finished early. Hubby did not come home for lunch as he usually does because we thought the driving would be difficult. But at 12 o'clock we had just a little over an inch covering the ground.His employers were undecided at what to do. The state was asking employers to stagger dismissal times for ease in cleaning the roads. By 2;30 hubby came home. It was getting heavier at this time and did look like a promising storm was here.
It was a good day to sit by the fire with a pot of tea and stay warm and snuggled.
A good day to put a loaf of bread in the oven to bake.
But I was too busy dreaming. Dreaming of spring~our garden~and gorgeous flowers to brighten my day.
Dreaming of sunny afternoons~bike rides and walks.
We did get some snuggle time in. Watched some tv and I brought out my Rodale garden book and started to plan my garden. The total accumulation was only about 7 inches. Much less than the 10-15 inches that were predicted. We enjoyed having hubby home in the afternoon with us. Late in the evening he went out to shovel and prepare for the morning. A sweet day together.