The Big One

The biggest winter storm since at least 1967 hit the Chicago area, resulting in up to 2 feet of snow.

The night of the big storm. The picture doesn't really capture the roaring winds or tempest of snow.

My car. This can't be good.

The morning after. Ian would be waist deep in snow if he were outside.

My car, in the middle of a 4 foot high snow drift

By the way, it was still snowing at this point

What used to be our patio. There's a table under there somewhere...

Didn't those chairs used to have legs? And seats?

Drapes of snow on the back door glass

Time to be silly.

I did eventually dig out the driveway, with a lot of help from my neighbor Chris who has a snow blower

Katra later braved the elements to snap some pictures from around the house

The fence at the back of the yard. That Katra took this picture proves that she can walk on the surface of the snow like a wood elf.

Our pergola, formerly 2 feet taller than this

Snow crabapple

The Not-So-Itsy Spider

The Not-So-Itsy Spider walked through our garage;
Down came the penny I dropped, which it pounced on like a rabid, ravenous wolf.
Then I squashed it with my foot.
The end.

A Storm Brings a Gift

After a couple of hours of torrential wind and rain that nearly pulled one of our trees out of the ground, tore the tarp on our pergola, ripped a shutter off our house, threw our front door wreath into the neighbor’s yard, knocked the power out a few times, and threatened to turn into a tornado, we got this:

It’s a fair trade, I think.