You call that snow?

Our 5-6 inches devolved into a giant pile of slush when it ended in mixed rain and sleet. Roy shoveled that mess off our sidewalks in a fast hurry and laid down more salt. Act II is supposed to be the potentially wallopping Nor'easter. Everything in Philadelphia is cancelled -- even the Union League is closed, except for the bar/cafe on limited hours.

I'm keeping the thermostat down (we've lowered our heating bills by about 35% this year) and keeping warm by thinking about the Flower Show. Oh, and working on my Day Job, of course...