There are days up north when the wind is howling down by the lake, but up in the woods the trees block it all out and it is almost surreal how still it is. Yesterday wasn't one of those days. Yesterday was a "get your inner Jeremiah Johnson going" day if you wanted to go pretty much anywhere outside:
It's hard to tell how much snow we got total. In some places the wind scoured it down to almost nothing. In others, the drifts piled up over three feet. Call it somewhere between half a foot and a foot I guess.
What a difference a day makes:
We're going to try to beat the next storm back to Minneapolis tomorrow. It's looking like it might be a little close, but then, I live for danger. ;)