I've had the studded snow sneakers on my Winter beater since early October. I've had salt and new snow shovels nearly as long. I did this on the strength that Murphy's Law would dictate that if I'm prepared, it's not going to snow. Sorry, folks, it's finally happened.
My front yard.
My back yard.
Out my kitchen window. No, I don't usually see this view; I held the camera as high as I could to take the picture for "artistic reasons".
Mango and Nichole, it's coming your way. Sorry; I tried to protect you. Thor advises you all to stay inside where it's warm, because dogs don't belong in the freezing white stuff.