At this point, with the war coverage dominating the airwaves, perhaps half of the U.S. has heard that Denver got its worst snowstorm in nearly a century during the past week. It started on Monday night, the 17th, and continued in earnest on Tuesday. My work released us early on Tuesday, and I got home at about 3:00 to find 18″ of snow in the common driveway of our town home complex. I drove the car in as far as I could, then dug myself into the garage from there, as well as digging two neighbors into their garages.
The next morning, we had a fresh 24″ of snow, with a 48″ drift behind my garage door. The pictures below offer a roughly chronological document of the period from Tuesday afternoon through Thursday morning. (Apologies for the capabilities of my cheap digital camera.)
“Doot-doot-doo looking out my front door …”
The mess I made Tuesday getting into the garage.
Wednesday morning at about 5:00 AM. The snowflakes reflected the flash.
Wednesday morning again, snow is about 30″ at this point.
Split branch on the tree in my neighbor’s front yard. This branch hangs over my side of the fence, and is about 6″ in diameter.
The view from my garage Wednesday morning. The drift behind the car is about 4 feet high. Remember, I had already shoveled this the day before.
This is the same driveway as above, with the ruts from my car covered in fresh snow.
Wednesday afternoon, after I had shoveled out my driveway and my neighbor’s.
A neighbor attempting to negotiate the narrow path we cut to the street.
Some neighbors and I cut this path so we could get out late Wednesday. No one showed up to plow the driveways until very early Friday morning.