Ipswich got at least 18 inches and incredible gusts -- topping out around 40 mph on Cape Ann. I'm still getting used to Ipswich's winter roads... like Vermont and out west, our chosen town lets the snow hard pack on the roads. Ryan smartly guessed that it might have something to do with the river and not spreading ice melt; he also thinks it's "quaint." I think it's terrifying. (No picture as I was white-knuckled in the passenger seat. Gosh, I rock at shotgun.)
Being along 1A, you can imagine plows had kicked up quite a pile of snow across our empty drive. Took us a while, but we dug out.
Tela enjoyed a romp and then waited patiently while we shoveled.
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