Storms
On the 28th we had quite a storm. Upstairs, in the computer room, the glass was rattling. The barbecue blew over. We thought a neighbour must have made a loud bang on the steps inside (really the only part we can hear), but when Craig went out the next day, there was the barbecue, laying in front of the door, briquettes everywhere.
A stuck taxi. It seems the wind blows all the snow to our end of the street - then stops. As you can see, we could hardly see across the street. A before and after. Or should it be a "with" and "without?"
Our kitchen window during the storm. And Craig striking a pose.
Angels
Not the adults, mind you. But the munchkins being sweet and quiet. These are the only known pictures in existence! The last one is very rare: this is the first nap Logan has had in a couple of weeks.
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