If I ever begin to doubt the concept that little bits of effort can build up into something noticeable remind me to look back to this picture. The finest of snowflakes first began to flurry down on us around 6 o'clock last night. It hardly seemed like anything. All night long they continued but in a very calm and quiet manner. It did not register to be the "monster" of a storm so warned of on the news until, that is, I actually stepped out into it and took note of the fact that I was actually wading up to my thighs in snow. Nothing little about the amount of work that is going to have to go into digging us out of it!