We dodged the ice bullet over the weekend!
When I woke up yesterday, there was just a smudge of snow and it had started sleeting. It continued to sleet most of the morning, then it rained, then it snowed again. Dearly Beloved tottered outside periodically through the day to stick a yardstick in the accumulation to see what we had. He reported that we had a solid inch of ice between layers of snow, and, depending on which part of our little bit of yard he poked, we got between 3 and 4 inches of cold precipitation.
Those of you who live in snowy climes are now laughing hysterically. You have to remember--I live in the land of heat and humidity, basically the subtropics. The last time we had much of anything was three years ago, and it wasn't much either. So, we don't have a lot of snow-moving equipment, nor do we have a snow shovel of our own.
The good thing is that we didn't have frozen precipitation on the tree limbs or power lines, so our lights and heat have stayed on. The bad thing is that the temps are above freezing, so stuff is melting. The temps will drop below freezing tonight, so the melted stuff will freeze. Tomorrow we will have black ice in spots as a result, so we're still hunkering down.
Bet you thought I got a lot of stitching done this weekend.
You would be wrong.
I fell into a book (Ken Follett's The Evening and The Morning) on Saturday. Yesterday, I cooked some stick-to-your-ribs stuff to warm us from the inside, then finally sat down to stitch late in the day.