Vanilla Frosting

I still can't get over this snow. There wasn't nearly as much up in Vermont, so it's been slightly hilarious to return to Boston which is so snow-disabled.

I had not lifted my wooden slat blinds which look out on my porch until mid-day yesterday and when I did -- HOLY HECK! There was a big drifty gob of snow all the way up to the middle of the top of my wooden porch chairs -- looked just like someone had been frosting a big cake (my back yard and porch) with gobs of vanilla frosting. I mean the whole chair was lost in a drift, only saw the top and back of it poking out of the drift.