Winter has arrived in Seattle, snow and below-freezing temperatures and all. Around 8:00 last night, what started as a light “drizzle” of snow turned into more of a snow “shower” – Shane and I came home from a Christmas party around 11 to find our neighborhood covered with a puffy white blanket. It was lovely. We stood for a minute on the sidewalk and noted that it was so calm, serene, quiet. I snuggled into bed last night, looking forward to a Sunday morning with a hot cup of coffee and a chair by the window where I could fully enjoy this winter wonderland. But our morning turned out to be a little less peaceful than planned, as we woke to the screeching of spinning tires. A car had gotten stuck on the ice on the hill in front of our house. Shane, being the good neighbor that he is, threw on jeans and a coat and headed out to help push the car up the road. Whew. But then another car got stuck. And another. One more. Shane was quite the stud, coming to the rescue left and right. I, on the other hand, stayed in my pajamas all day, venturing out of the house just for a moment to snap a couple of quick photos.
