The last weekend in February found me in NY, at my parents' home in Rocky Point. I hitched a ride up with Erin and Eric on that Friday, since the latest batch of nasty winter weather was whipping up the coast and I didn't like the idea of driving through a blizzard on my own. We were all heading up there for Erin's bridal shower (scheduled for the next afternoon and Aidan's 5th birthday party, scheduled for the next evening). Fortunately, we ran into zero problems on our drive up, a combination of good luck, excellent road crews, and the fabulous driving skills of my future brother-in-law.
Once we got to Rocky Point, I was a bit restless from being cooped up in the car. Plus, for the first time this whole long winter, I found myself appreciating how pretty the snow can be. It had been snowing all day in Rocky Point and would continue to do so, but the roads were nice and clean. Given how ill-prepared my area of West Virginia was for all the snow we got, I was almost stunned by the difference. (No, this is not a criticism of WV--the amount of snow we had this winter was historic.)
Anyway, I decided to take a long walk around the neighborhood. My companion?
My dog nephew, who rode up with us for the weekend.
At certain points, he was mostly interested in eating the snow...
But he and I also had fun just playing in it, especially in my parents' back yard.
Anyway, it was a nice walk and I took some pretty pictures...
First, my parents' house.
Then just some neighborhood shots...
So yes, snow can be very pretty. But we're done with it for now, thank you.
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