I have to hand it to Pennsylvania; the state has managed to produce two significant snowstorms this year, and a smattering of smaller snowfalls in-between. It’s almost like being back in Canada.
All week leading up to the storm, I was skeptical, but it ended up snowing for almost 20 hours straight. The result: everything is silent and beautiful, cars are buried, my event at work was canceled, and I haven’t changed out of my pajamas all day. I have no regrets.
Earlier, I used a rather unconventional method to measure the total snowfall – a very short dog.
The official accumulation stands somewhere between mid-ear and way over his head.