The bombogenesis currently kicking the living hell out of the east coast of the US is kind of disappointing here in Virginia. Where we live is on the very western edge of the storm (in that < 1" section) which means we only have a dusting of snow.
Damn storm couldn’t move a teeny bit more the the west, the bastard.
The bone chilling cold and 40 mph wind closed schools today. So I’m happy about that! I’m cozy here at home watching the snow taper off and listening to the wind howl. According to my local weather service app, the ‘feels like’ temp is only 7°. And that’s generous. I’m crossing my fingers for at least a delayed opening tomorrow due to the frigid temps…the windchill tomorrow at 6:00 am will be -14° That wind is no freaking joke, y’all! We’re meant to be suffering this wind for another 48 hours.
Yay. (Sarcasm, can you taste it?)
But if it gets me another snow day, I’ll say Yay! with genuine enthusiasm. Mid-day news is on, reporting more sleet, snow, ice, etc arriving Monday morning. Yes, please! I’ll take another snow day, thanks!
She hasn’t seen snow like this since our family moved from Virginia to South Carolina in 2006. She, Husband N and their doggies were out enjoying their winter wonderland. They went on a walk around their property and shot photos.
I love this one at their pond.
I need some beef broth to get that veggie-beef soup in the slow cooker…only I’m not sure I want to brave this wind to make my way to the grocery store. The slow cooker made ropa vieja overnight and I’ve already got it in the freezer.
I’ll get the stew in and maybe call it a day, turn on some HGTV, and do some laundry.
If you’re in the path of this bomb cycle, I send you love and light to keep you warm and safe.
Enjoy your snow day, y’all. You know I am!