"A winter storm warning?" my husband said incredulously as we were watching a local meteorologist warn us yesterday that if we were low on cookies, beer and toilet paper, we'd better get crackin' and get to the grocery before they were all sold out. "Huh. I'll believe that when I see it."
"Yeah," I agreed, lip curled in a sneer. "Those weather forecasters don't know what they're talking about. I'd be more inclined to believe him if....if....he said that pink flamingos and beach balls were going to start falling out of the sky."
As it turns out, my husband and I are the ones who don't know what we're talking about, and I'd like to offer my sincere apologies to all the Indianapolis area meteorologists for our lack of faith, because yes, Virginia, there was indeed a winter storm and by nine o'clock yesterday evening when Meelyn took this picture from our front porch, we'd accumulated several inches of fluffy white snow.
Gladly, it is just enough enough snow to make the outdoors into a winter wonderland without making the roads treacherous. At least that's my impression from hearing the snow plows and salt trucks that drove past the house, like, all night long.
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