This was too good not to take a picture of. The Fire-snowman is courtesy of Bedford Firestation #2, behind our house. WAY too cute!
This is my very obliging Daryl, whom I talked into coming out back and demonstrating with a yardstick how deep the snow was...we got 7" in most spots, but I found a few 8" places after this picture.
We were headed into Atlanta this morning, courtesy of some flight miles from Steve and Kathy Hensley to come to Atlanta for a visit, but the snow went there after it left here, and Delta was cancelling all flights. The re-schedule Delta was offering would have given us less than 24 hours in Atlanta. Sigh. God knows best, and it's good.
