We've got at least 6 inches of white stuff...and it's still coming.
I'm glad I ran around like a crazy woman last night, covering up flowers. The Brick got the hoses unscrewed, as well -- we had our share of flooded basements years ago, due to broken pipes. I never want to go through that again.
More in a bit. I've got errands to run.
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