You can get a sense for the depth with this picture of the driveway on Sunday morning. Jesse had finally busted a path through the icy, dense, snowplow mountain at the foot of the drive. We had around 28 inches of snow on the level and of course anywhere from 3 to 6 feet in the drifts and piles.
The aforementioned path was important so that Jim and Tillie could make it up the street and into the house for a big Sunday morning brunch. With a travel ban in Lancaster, there was no church, so we got together and feasted on yeasty waffles, fresh fruit, bacon, eggs, and a few gallons of hot tea! :)
In the afternoon there was plenty of snow play. After lots of sledding and general horsing around, the boys convinced Jesse (who'd been shoveling and snow-blowing nonstop) to help them make a spiderweb of tunnels in the 5-6 foot mountain of snow that had become our front yard. Can you spy Jesse's feet in the photo below? What a dad! :)
Kings of the mountain!
Here the boys are posing by some of the tunnels later in the day (after snow play was over, hence the lack of snow pants, before they headed up the street to watch the Patriots at Mama Cas and Pop Pop's).
Clearly we've enjoyed the snow and the storm! Now let's just hope no one goes and spoils the joy by canceling school in the morning, right? :)
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