By late afternoon, plans had been made to shut down the restaurant and to reschedule our evening event for next Thursday, and we found our way to our cars and home through the messy winter wonderland around us.
It was no picture print by Currier and Ives, but the day had its prettier moments.
I enjoyed arriving in Eastham to see that they had finally gotten the traditional Christmas lights up on the windmill
The storm’s about drawn to a conclusion now, leaving us with a little better than six inches of snow. Fortunately, temperatures are supposed to rise in the morning, so perhaps we won’t have to much around with too much shoveling as we make the last of the Move happen.