Yesterday was our first snowstorm in two years.  The night before, the list of cancelations began scrolling across the bottom of the TV screen, including all the area schools and universities.  I woke up at 4 a.m., and there was not a flake of snow to be seen.  Shortly before 6, it was the same story.  I thought everyone was going to be embarrassed when the snow missed us entirely.  And then suddenly, a thundersnow began.  Between 6 and 10 a.m., we got 10 inches of snow.  It fell so fast and so thick that it really was a white-out.  It didn't qualify as a blizzard because there was no wind--just the snow falling as fast as I've ever seen.  There was a long break, and then by early evening, another couple of inches of snow and freezing rain fell.  Schools are closed again today, so Mohamed is getting a nice and unexpected four-day weekend, though with lots of homework.

Mohamed and I, from the crowded aisles and the long lines like most Topekans, had gone to the grocery store the day before to stock up.  So we were happily warm and snug at home for the day--and a good thing too, since no one came to clear the driveway.  Kimber, our german shepherd mix, however, was perfectly content to spend the day outside frolicking in the snow.  She would sit by the back door, surveying her queendom, and then suddenly take off leaping through the snow in search of something only she could see.  Since I really have nothing original to say, I'll attach a picture of Kimber in the snow and hope it really is worth a thousand words.