This is one of my kitchen windows, but it's what every single window in my house looked like during the storm. I kept trying to look outside to see how bad it was, but the wind was smacking the wet, heavy snow up against our window screens and it stuck there. It was a little creepy, to be honest with you. I like to be able to see outside. I'm funny like that.
After it was (mostly) over, when we went out to try to dig out the vehicles, I saw that the snow was sticking to the whole house. This is unusual. Generally, the snow falls on the ground, the cars, the roof - not the side of the house. Weird.
I wish this picture had come out better. This is the path I just created by walking down my side steps and around my car. I was hoping you could see how deep the drifts were. I was walking - well, shuffling, really - through crotch-high snow. Wait, that's not very lady-like. Let's say it was hip-high snow.
Believe it or not, this is after about twenty minutes of car-snow removal. I don't ever remember the snow on my car being this tall.
Still, it is pretty. And fun to play in. And, as soon as the pain is over (snow removal causes pain - it's just a fact of life!) I'll be happy to talk about how lovely Maine is in winter. But first, I have to dig out my gas grill and my trash cans.