For this I missed 12 hours of overtime?

That's how temps look at being forced to stay home by the weather, holidays or whatever. You don't work, you don't get paid. This was a holiday week already, since we were idled by MLK Day. Throw in a snow day, you turn a mediocre paycheck into a shit paycheck.

That doesn't mean we can't enjoy the snow, right? It started at about daybreak and by noonish looked like this:

And this:

And this:

And this:

Just from the front porch, four or five hours in. Of course, it snowed all day. At some point, Jeb the Wonder Dog is going to have to pee. So out we went. Jeb digs snow:

Likes to run around in it:

Here's the beanfield at about 4 pm (sometimes it's a cornfield, and last spring it was a wheat field -- it's flexible), one of Jeb's favorite romping grounds:

Now he just wonders what the hell is taking me so long to get him back inside for his hot chocolate (I kid -- I would never give Jeb dog-killing chocolate):

As darknes started to fall, the whole thing was getting a little tedious. It snowed a couple hours into the night, finally tailing off at about 7 pm, leaving us with about 10 inches. Lots of wind, so some areas were blown clear, and others got some deep drifts. Hope to capture a little of the wind-sculpted snow later.

The only icicles were on vehicles that went for a spin. Otherwise, it was too cold for any melting, a crucial element in icicle formation:

The temperature forecast for the next 10 days seems likely to leave us with snow on the ground for quite some time. It's not warming up anytime soon.