Two weeks ago we were hit with one of the largest snow dumps I can remember seeing. It snowed from Saturday afternoon through Sunday night. We ended up with 17.5 inches at our house. Other towns along the Front Range ended up with up to 24 inches. It shut the Denver airport down for 2 days straight.
The thing you can't see in the picture is the 30 mile an hour winds pummeling us from the north. The snow stung your face as you were getting pelted by it. The wind froze anything wet and exposed. That's why we had to wear ski goggles to go outside and play.
We all handled it our own way. Chloe preferred the crawl into a ball and lay in the snow method along with a healthy dose of the disgust look.
Chuck and I played. He had better luck fashioning balls that stayed together for our snowman. Actually, I think he pretty much built it single-handedly.
This was the back deck before Chuck shoveled so that Ninja could go out. This was actually on Sunday morning when we woke up. It only got worse the rest of the day. And the worst part of it all was how heavy the snow was. It took forever to shovel!
Mission accomplished.
Ninja was made for this. She loves the snow so much. Even though she's an old lady now, she still prances around in the snow, tunnels her nose around, chases snowballs, snaps at the snow. It's so fun watching her have fun.
Here was the driveway Monday morning. There was no going anywhere. The sad thing was, this was supposed to be Chloe's first week back in school in person all 5 days a week since a year ago March when the quarantine started. They ended up having two snow days this week because the snow was so hard to plow.
This was my paltry attempt at shoveling for 45 minutes. Did I mention how heavy it was?! That small portion left me exhausted and sore the rest of the day. I have no idea how Chuck endured doing the entire driveway and back deck.
