Greetings from West Coast Spring

We woke to about nine inches of new snow, which wasn't as bad as the worst predictions, though snow continued to fall for several hours and the wind increased before it decreased. The neighborhood crew plowed a couple of times and shoveled our front steps a couple of times, but we had to get the weight of a foot and a half of new snow off the deck, so since Paul was working, I had another day with long hours of shoveling big piles of snow over the side. There was a lot of wind blowing a lot of snow off the trees, but the sun peeked out weakly, so despite the fact that they still don't have our streets clear, I was hopeful it meant our power would stay on -- not everyone in New England was so lucky. 

We took a walk when Paul was finished working to see the neighborhood under huge piles of snow, but it was very slippery and quite cold, so I tried submitting a new Pokestop (this whole neighborhood is a Pokemon Go wasteland, sadly) and went home quickly. We talked to my parents before dinner (frozen veggie riblets and mac & cheese, the kind of thing we can cook until our pots and pans arrive). Afterward we watched the first three episodes of the new season of Paradise, two of which are very different from last season but still enjoyable; awesome cameos and flashbacks, though Silo-level plot holes. Because it's all snow here, some spring from Bellevue Botanical Garden a couple of weeks ago: