Yes, it was a really really big snow

The big snow has moved on, and Denver is very quiet tonight. Unlike in many places, people here seemed genuinely thrilled to see all this snow -- not only does it help with the drought, but it's just so cool to get time off from work or school to play in it or just watch it keep piling up and bury everything in sight. Thirty inches of heavy wet snow did a pretty good job of burying my car:



We bundled Lazarus up and took him out onto the sidewalk that Antonio and Bob managed to keep clear all day and night, and he just stared. It's all white and fluffy, mama -- what the heck happened out here? And where's your car? Here he is on a frosty throne:



So, yeah, this turned out to be a Really Big Storm. By the time all that snow melts, I should be packed and ready to move down to Magdalena. And not a moment too soon, given this unpleasant but not unexpected turn of events.