I'm glad I enjoyed it (and took lots of pictures) while it was still fresh and pristine, since it's going to get grayer and grayer as sand trucks roll through the neighborhood and road dust turns it brown. Snow is pretty when it first falls - by end of March, when the drifts are still hanging on in the gutters and in the supermarket parking lot it is anything but pretty. Yuck.
He's celebrating because at that point we were a mere hour's worth of work from being able to leave our property.
Check out the hugeosity of our monstrous icicle!
Did Nemo whump a bunch of snow on you, too?