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Well, it happened. Actual snow. And, much to my surprise, no call from the nuthouse telling me that they were sending the ambulance to pick me up.
Probably because I told the boss that my plans for the snowstorm included making her maple walnut fudge. And butterscotch. And some chocolate chip cookies. My emergency trip to the supermarket after midnight the other night included 10 pounds of sugar, just in case.
The pic is from sometime this afterlunch. There are several more inches on the ground. I love the quiet.
Oh, I cooked bacon too, and had a breakfast burrito.
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