Snow

It's still falling, and all of Macon looks like it's wrapped in a white fleece blanket. We took the kids out for a hike around the neighborhood, and their squeals of joy at snow! was enough to pull me out of my funk. I took some of the best photos yet, but the cold eventually sapped my batteries. I will post those soon.

Our fingers are crossed that we'll be able to depart tomorrow. The white stuff is supposed to fall until 2 am. If I-75 is clear at 6:30 am, I will be very, very thankful. I'll end now with a photo taken earlier this afternoon. In it Grace holds her handwritten warning to any potential burglars:



Watch out bad peepole, Grace will git you.