At about quarter to one yesterday, nearly 24 hours after the snow had started falling, mom and I finally stepped outside with the shovel to deal with the issue of snow on the walk. Unfortunately, it had accumulated quite a bit by that time.
At that point, we had to face the serious possibility we might be trapped inside the house. Thankfully, there were a pair of guys driving around the neighborhood offering to shovel everyone’s walks for money, so we got them to do ours. After they were done, we headed out to assess the condition of the car and take some more photos.
Enough snow had fallen on the trees that one of them had serious trouble staying up:
Our own small Japanese maple was nearly buried:
The guys had been able to drive around because there was a trench dug on the road, enough for a single car to go through at a time, though had there been two cars on the road trying to go in different directions at the same time, there might have been trouble:
Before retreating inside again due to the cold, I snapped one last picture of the snow still falling in front of the porch.
Later in the day, when the storm got fierce again, I snapped a photo through my window:
This morning, we woke to find the blizzard had finally passed over. I took another photo of the final accumulation in the backyard: