For those of you curious about the short hair:

I was first alerted to the snow by my trusty weather globe. It is never wrong.

Drat. Where will we have the dinner party now?

My car was buried under an impenetrable layer of snow.

The camper out back fared no better.

The streets were transformed.

Recent excavations in my back yard unearthed some sort of frozen beast!

Note its baleful stare.

Saving these for July…