Lamar and I woke up this morning to the sound of freezing rain hitting our bedroom window, to which we both said, "This isn't good." I feel like we are living on the other side of Mt. Hood where it snows much more often than here. That is, until this winter! By the time I drove to work, the road was covered in white. The freezing rain had been short-lived, thank goodness. We had the most beautifully big snowflakes coming down most of the morning. Now, it's done...we think, anyway!
