Snowmageddon 2: Aftermath

The ice and snow finally stopped yesterday. The sun shone intermittently—just long enough to give us hope that the major Mid-Atlantic snowstorm was over. Ominous clouds still hung in the sky all morning. The bare trees sparkled.

In the early afternoon, clouds dissipated and the sun appeared. Our crepe myrtle looked as if it were hung with crystal pendants.

All around, ice-coated trees shimmered.

Icicles hung from the front porch roof; Smith Mountain appeared from the clouds.

My husband started clearing the driveways with his diesel tractor.  

He scraped enough snow off the upper driveway that we could get my PT Cruiser out.

This morning was bitterly cold, and the snow was frozen. Rivers of ice ran down—or sometimes across—the scraped roads. This day wasn't meant for travel. But we had no plans to go anywhere.

During this storm, we were lucky. Several times our power cut off momentarily and then came back on seconds later. But folks not far from us lost power for hours—I know a few who didn't have power all night.

Another "wintry mix" is expected Tuesday. We'll see how that goes.

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