People thought it was strange that I missed the northern winters when we lived in Savannah, but I thought it was strange that the locals would wear winter coats in 60-degree weather. Now look us... we get hit with a blizzard only three months back in town.
While we didn't get the 20 inches that Columbus got hit with, we received our fair share - about a foot; more than enough to validate the Level 3 Snow Emergency declared by the city. I only wish our son was old enough to take part in the festivities.
Looking west from the back door of our temporary hibernation point,
wishing we were downtown.
Speaking of festivities, this site is great for locating the storied snowhills of Cincinnati. If I was the kid I once was, I'd be heading down to the two "Black Diamonds" behind Sherwood Elementary in Anderson... my old stomping ground.