For several days there was solid news hype that our Southern state was expecting snow and ice. The urban word "icepocalypse" was being used to describe the prediction, in fact. For those of you reading outside of the US, snow and ice isn't something we Georgians (The Southeast region of the states) are accustomed to, therefore mass panic tends to ensue with news hype such as that. Luke and Jacob were at the farm so it was just Ella and I left to prep for the possible power outages that tend to incur when we get ice. Downed heavy lines, and such. I thought I was being smart by skipping the larger stores and hitting up our local Aldi. Chaos and panic was in full motion, however, and our Aldi was a fun house of long self-checkout lines and annoyed shoppers who, like me, thought going to Aldi would have been a simpler feat. Nevertheless, I got a few goodies before heading over to Walmart, which seemed underwhelming, comparably. Perhaps it's simply a matter of building size. Aldi is pretty small, after all. In any case, Ella and I got what we needed. The sleet began falling sometime in the middle of the night and soon after came the snow. I awoke to a missed phone call, followed by an immediate text notification and then an e-mail. I knew from the experience of living in this county what it was. Automated weather alerts. Our town is highly vigilant at keeping us alert after a pretty devastating tornado, several years ago. Before I picked up my phone to check all three alerts, I jumped out of bed and ran to my window to see what became of our little world up here on this hill in the woods while we slept.
Maybe I wouldn't be as partial to it if I lived in a Northern state but the view from my bedroom window, that morning, was simply magical! Our little hill and the forest surrounding our home was covered in a blanket of white that glistened in the still silence of it all. It was art and I marveled in it. This piece of Southern land turned, overnight, into a bona fide winter wonderland right outside the warmth of my bedroom window. What a rare treat!
Ella and Gabriel took advantage of our snow day and spent the afternoon playing a fierce few games of snowball fight, building a snowman, and sledding down our steep driveway. The pups were apprehensive, at first, but eventually frolicked about in the chilly fluff with their winter sweaters on. Jacob took part from the farm, via video call, and watched as his siblings pelted one another with snowball after snowball. Poor guy....I hated that he wasn't here with us to experience the snow. The farm didn't get any (thankfully so, too), but there was a new calf born into the herd, so that was exciting news!
Our social media news feed was slap full of enthusiastic snow day posts from Southern friends and family alike. The excitement of it all was electrified by the fact that we folks don't get days like this often and seeing it and having it, even if just for a day, was simply pleasurable! The snow and magic began to melt the next afternoon, however, and we thankfully never lost power in our area. Our snowman is still standing in a backyard of green but I'm fairly certain it'll be melted within the next couple of days. The tall trees made a barrier from the sun, in our front yard, so we have a yard full of white slush there. The driveway and walkway are both clear, however.
Here are some photos from our snow day here in the South:
