Snowbound

I was able to focus an entire day on piecing this quilt. 

 We weathered the snow storm just fine here in the mountains of Virginia. If measuring by standards of beauty and playability, it was not a great snow. But, if measuring in terms of being snowbound, it was grand.

On Saturday, before it started snowing, Tess, Blake, Audrey, and Violet all came over to visit. I baked a New York Crumble coffee cake, Steve brewed coffee to order and we had a good visit. We were all excited for the change of routine that the snow would bring. Everyone was safely home before the snow began falling later that afternoon.

The snow was too fine and dry to stick to trees or anything. It fell for more than twenty-four hours and had it been large fluffy flakes, we would have measured it in feet. But this fine snow was dry and compact. At first it was powdery but it quickly turned into a solid mass the next day after being mixed with sleet. The snowblower could not cut into it and Steve spent hours just churning up chunks. I went out and tried to clear the front and back steps. I found the best strategy was get the shovel underneath it and lift it in huge pieces and toss it aside. It is forecast for temperatures to remain frigid for another week so nothing will change anytime soon. 

We are now on day five of staying at home. The roads are clear but our driveway is still covered. We can drive down the driveway with the all-wheel-drive vehicle if we need to so we are not concerned. Steve works from home and there are otherwise no pressing needs to go out.  I decided to take one more indulgent day to sew, read, and cook. It is so rare to have this many days in a row to be at home and I am not ready to let go of it yet.