The snowflakes fell lightly at first on Sunday morning. Little polka dots of snow floating to the ground … it was pretty and peaceful. Knowing that more was coming, I ran to the grocery store for all the groceries we were out of (read: everything). Usually I shop on Mondays, but I figured (correctly) that Monday would be a day for digging out. As I was returning home, the snow picked up more. By nightfall, it was coming down fast and furious.
The kids played all day, while Shawn watched a movie and I read a book. It was such a nice, relaxing day.
We woke up this morning to deep white snow blanketing everything. I’ve been in big snowstorms before — including a massive blizzard in Cleveland once — but this was the worst storm I have seen in Connecticut ever.
And yet, it was beautiful.
No recipe tonight …