Ordering seed and little snow

I was going to order seed this weekend. I pulled out my seed crate from the shed, sorted, and made a list of what I had. I looked over my seed orders and blog from last year to get a sense of what I liked. The red noodle beans I loved but couldn't find an order until I saw in my notebook this was one thing I ordered from Territorial Seeds and asparagus seeds that never got planted thanks to some gardeners who didn't get it.
My seed ordering stopped when I went on storm watch. We had snow.
Maybe 2 feet I think 18 inches here is about right. The snowman said 19 inches but he's made of wood and painted by MacLean so who knows how accurate he is.It really snowed. I was out at midnight taking photos. When I took Georgia out this morning I had to carry her to the road, she would just disappear in the drifts.
I't cool - lots of snow just like when I was little and my dad and crazy George Archer dug out our backyard skating rink, we made seats in the snow banks. What devotion, I never realized it.I remember my mom calling us in for hot coco at night; we had a flood light so we could just stay out ther in our snow suits and skates. Do my sisters remember this? Or my friend Paulette?