6pm Eastern Standard Time
Double darn it. Big fat flakes have started pouring from the sky once again. I drove to six places before finding any salt for the driveway. Most people prepare when they have ten days notice that a major snowstorm is headed their way. Me? Well, I'll believe when I see it. I'm believing it now.
My favorite variety of flakes are falling - the ginormous fluffy ones that quickly build up. The kind that makes you feel all Narnia-like and you expect that Mr. Tumnus will pop around the corner with his many packages, inviting you in for tea and biscuits - only to lure you to sleep....guess I'll make that cup of tea for myself.
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