This is my neighbor's little convertible and you can see my white Murano on the other side of the street. I got smart this time around and remembered to park on the left side of the street so as not to be buried when the plow came through.
This is the view to the right of my house.
In the next two pictures, we are 3 hours into the storm. Already you can see a huge difference.
My tree was bending beneath the weight of the snow.
In the morning, we surveyed the damage. It took some force to even get my door opened.
Look at the drift down at the bottom of my stairs near my garbage pail. Can you also see the big drift in the middle of the street?
Here's a closer look at the drifts. We had 50 mile per hour wind gusts which created these drifts. One good thing about the wind was it blew nearly all the snow off my car. Only a little bit remained on the back of my car.
Oh my poor tree!
Raven and Gizmo checking out the scenery. I love the way their tails are curled towards each other.
Everybody wanted to investigate, from Gizmo to Raven to Shave to Dusty. Jim made the joke we shouldn't let Bluebell out because he'd blend in with the snow and we'd lose him. (Bluebell is a pure white persian kitty.)
And the total is....
This is the carnage after the storm and the plow barreling down the block. Notice the wall of snow on the left side of the yellow convertible; it's nearly as high as the car itself. I feel sorry for that poor guy. He's gonna be there forever digging out. Wasn't I smart parking on the other side? LOL Yay for me!
So now we wait until the big thaw. Thankfully, it's supposed to be near 50 degrees come the weekend. Perhaps some of this will melt.