Not much going on here besides the weather, so here is the weather: I had a nice walk in the snow, but wished I had brought glasses of some sort; it was all quite lovely to look at, but a little harder to appreciate when it was actually in my eyes. As far as how deep it was, it was no record, but the neighbor kids were quite impressed. "It's up to my ankles!" a little boy told me, as I walked to the laundry room. He paused and regarded his feet closely, then added in a tone of great wonder, "No, I think it might be past my ankles." It was. Considerably.