We woke up to snow yesterday morning.
There wasn't a lot of it. Maybe three or four inches, but Mom said it was like everybody forgot how to drive in it. There were lots of crashes and fender benders. Mom heard on the radio that one of the state's big snowplows (imagine a gigantic dump truck with a snowplow on the front) was seen on its side by the road. I'm sure glad I wasn't around when that happened. It stopped snowing about mid-morning, and Mom said the sun was out by mid-afternoon.
Yup, that's weather in New Hampster for you.
Happy Anniversary Mim-may and Pip-pay. What is it, twenty-nine years? Concatulations!