In honor of the Academy Awards tonight I just had to begin my post with this!
Another week, another blizzard. Another day, another snowstorm. Ah, such is life in a New England winter.
But... we know how to do winter right!
Head off to a warm and cozy Bed and Breakfast in Vermont for a few days. Enjoy the countryside in winter and a fireplace in your bedroom and a sleigh ride through the woods.
That was the plan for the first few days of this week but Mother Nature and sickness had other ideas. We thought it would be a perfect way to celebrate our hump day and Valentine's Day and break up the long winter with some new sights and experiences; to get out of the city and traffic and see this gorgeous snow out in the country in its pristine state in wide open fields and forests, go play in it, go snowshoeing, and see some of New England's most charming villages covered in snow.
We so very sorrowfully had to cancel our reservations for all of the above bliss.
This was the sad reality:
Dale and I have both been down with colds so we haven't been outside to take any photos.
Once again, these from the Boston Globe will have to do to give you an idea of life hereabouts.
The snowfall wasn't this deep but the snowdrifts were!
While I think the snow is beautiful and fun, my heart goes out to all those who have to work in it .
Made it to the Top Two!
100 inches in 4 weeks!
100 inches in 4 weeks!
Making lemonade out of a lemon!
6000 truckloads a day are taken to 'snow farms'.
600 National Guardsmen were called in to help.
Mount M.I.T. !
Except for a few hours on Friday, I have been inside for one week straight. So , obviously, this will be a pretty boring post. :(
Our own snowdrifts.
And to keep things in perspective:
Now you'd never know anything was even there!
Our apartment. This was my entire world for one week straight.
Good thing I"m not prone to cabin fever and I brought lots of projects to work on.
(and I love how this app makes it look so much nicer than it is:)
Seems appropriate to end this post the same way it began- with a little humor.
“I say we let it pile up and then just dig tunnels through the snow, a series of Habitrails so you never have to go out and see the mayhem,” said Tony V, a veteran stand-up who lives in Charlestown. “Every once in a while you could have a dome where several tunnels meet so you could hang out and have a cigar, talk to your neighbors, then go back home. We’ll live like ferrets.”
I don't feel like much of a missionary this week. I tried to do some family history, etc. but with extra brain fog and stinging eyes and lack of concentration all I could manage was to lay on the couch and catch up with some HGTV shows and old movies and Pinterest and edit some photo albums.
I even tried posting a few links from talks that I read and an interesting news item from the church but nothing is working for me so I'll just leave you with this:
Yes, I still feel this way about it. :)
I rejoice in the beauty of the seasons that surround me.