This is what a blizzard looks like. A picture is worth a thousand words:






Winds are gusting at 40 mph. Clementine spent last night in town with a friend, but wants to come home. Last night, my dear husband could barely enter the driveway with the plow. He left very early this morning and conditions have worsened considerably. I’m not sure he’ll make it into the driveway. The drifts are at least 6 feet and our county has declared a Level 3 snow emergency. He’s going to try to get to Clementine this evening, and make it home himself. Please pray for him, dear friends. He has been plowing for two days with very little sleep. Looks like we’ll be digging out of this one for awhile…