You didn't know me when I lived in Camino or Pollock Pines right above Placerville. I lived right on the snow line and we'd get snow every year. I was only snowed in once, but I worked at home so there was no problem. Our roads were plowed, and I'd keep my car pointing to the street, right at the bottom of the driveway. Both houses had long driveways and I never shoveled snow.
When they were forecasting snow, I'd go to the grocery store and stock up on way more than I needed, I always had a big stock pile of wood because I used wood stoves for heat. I was ready for the duration. There was such excitement about the possibility of snow. (Remember I was raised in the San Francisco Bay Area.) During one snow storm, the top of one of those trees came through my living room ceiling upstairs like a knife. The weight of the snow broke the top of the tree right off. Took down some fencing and the deck railing on the left upstairs side of the house. That was definitely exciting!
When I woke up this morning and saw little flying snowflakes, it was like Christmas for me! So far it's intermittent, and nothing is sticking, but I love watching it, hot cup of coffee nearby.
I'm so glad I have my new converter and a stocked larder. We could stay here for days and never move - and we will. :)
More later... time to make some soft boiled eggs with cut up buttered toast mixed in. Just the kind of breakfast for a cold morning. Just wanted to post about the snow while it was happening.
From Me and My Dog, have a great Saturday, everyone! :)