Yikes. Here's the view from my front window. It's kinda...um...blizzardy.
The Husband and I needed to go to the city this afternoon, he had an appointment about 15 miles from the farm. We bundled up, threw a shovel and blankets in the back of my 4 wheel drive rig, two cel phones....you know...all the stuff they say you ought to have with you if you're going to drive in the snow. We'd had several conversations about whether or not we should go, I said "we can always turn around".
Well, we drove a mile.
We turned around. There were a few times I could hardly see the road because of the blowing snow. There was a moment where I wasn't sure if I was in the right lane...not so good, kinda freaky actually.
A couple of hours later my cel phone rang, it was mom. My big brother called her, he was worried about us. He knew where we were headed, thought we were already there, his advice? Don't try to come home, go to a hotel and wait out the storm.
I love my big brother.