Driving Home...Eventually.

We were going to head home today but somehow, it seemed better to just put on some socks and stay put.   

17 Inches and Still Falling

I hate to bore you with more pictures of snow, but next year, when it is 82 degrees in February here, I will want to remember this.

Look closely. There is a car beside that white truck.

Another Snow Day in Pictures

And here is what Mommy did with the snow day!

Snow and Ice and Everything Nice

the difference a pane of glass makes

All pictures taken from the comfort of my front and back doors!

Dear Mr. Weatherman. This is Arkansas.

....And this weather is highly inappropriate. What, did you think this was Pennsylvania or something? 

What's that?

More on Thursday?

I guess I'll just be quiet and hope it goes away.

Fruit of the Vroom

I've been working hard and fast on my latest mosaics and these are the result. I am excited to be able to put them up on Etsy, especially since my vintage-thrill-seeking trip was cut short today by a horrendous storm. I found myself watching the tree tops while driving, thinking they can't be very strong after the ice storm. I could just picture a tree dropping on the minivan. I made Robb stay on the phone with me while I drove just in case it happened...I didn't want to be squooshed out on some back road, unable to reach my phone. Fortunately we made it home in one piece and ran for the front door, which was nearly flooded. Safely inside, I was chatting with a friend when a clap of thunder was so loud, it knocked a lamp off our bedside table.

It looks like these storms are just part of life for awhile. Just look at the pictures from when one went through a couple of nights ago. There was a quality to the light that told me for sure to look for a rainbow out front. Sure enough....

Today it will rain, but then.....

What She Said

tonight

 

I mowed. It snowed.

I spent a good chunk of Thursday outside, in a short-sleeve shirt, gardening and pulling a hammy while starting the mower for the first time this year. While the front yard has that weird brown grass (is it Bermuda grass?) the back yard is almost entirely lush, green and weedy. It proved to be quite an adventure as I was turning the compost bin, I found all kinds of interesting things: first, the biggest black widow I've found to date here...easily bigger than a fifty cent piece. Fortunately, I was wearing gloves. Next, I found the clippings from the forsythia that the team from Vintage had cut back in the fall. The cuttings were blooming!

But this morning, the effects of a Rocky Mountain blizzard are catching up to us. I covered my blueberry bush and I'm hoping my newly sprouted tomatoes and squash are warm enough inside the cold frame I built. I suppose it is only March after all. I hate March.