My car was buried by the blizzard. Fortunately, we had a couple of days to spend digging it out.
Rachelle also made a snow angel.
The day after the blizzard, Caleb sledded down a makeshift hill of snow which had been piled up by a snowplow. Rachelle required very little encouragement to join him.
At some point Caleb asked me to go for a ride with him. How could I refuse?
You can view more of the photos Rachelle and I took over the weekend in my photoset on Flickr or in my gallery.
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