Funny thing, blizzards.
As in real estate, it's location, location, location.
While we on the midcoast of Maine all experienced the
howling winds and horizontal snowfall, depending on where
you were, you got either dumped on or blown clean.
Mr. Cobblestone and I had about 2 ft of snow
blocking our doorways, but for the most part did not
have a lot of clean up to do, thanks to our neighbor
who was kind enough to come over with his plow
and clean out out driveway. Thanks, Joe!!
Here was the scene in downtown Camden,
just 2 miles from our home:
I think it all has to do with how protected you are
(ie: our forest) and the direction of the winds.
It's hard to capture depth in a photo, but believe me,
the forest is absolutely lovely, and so
deeply covered that I will not be
venturing out there today.
Here's one of the snow piles generated by the plowing
of our driveway ~ nearly a story deep!
Can you spy Mr. Cobblestone's car?
Yep, it took us a while to dig that out.
Other neighbors just down the street were busy
pulling about 3 feet of snow off their roofs,
while our roof was blown almost clear.
Here is the deepest spot we had.
The wind created some interesting art for us.
Sunday was a bright sunny day for shoveling,
and we are now cleared and
ready for the next snowfall.