Monday came and went...no snow plow. That's odd. We are usually plowed throughout the storm, or at worst, the first day of blue sky. We could see all the cars driving on the main road in the distance. It was a bit surreal to be snowed in. I actually liked it.
Anyway my daughter was busy with school work. I was busy sewing my 18th century stays all weekend. It was a cinch snowing. Winter is usually rather dark with the sun low in the sky, but with the snow laying everywhere, it reflected every bit of sun from the blue sky. That evening we went sledding again. It's amazing how bright the outdoors are when the moon shines on the snow. Snow is a great reflector. There were even fireworks in the sky from a nearby farm.