"It snowed like one thing!" is something my neighbors might say. "Like one thing" means "a lot'" or whatever superlative fits the situation.
All day Friday it came down, wet and heavy. Tree branches bent and some snapped under the weight.
I was dodging in and ought, bringing in greenery to deck the stairs and trying to catch a few of our many cardinals and other birds being picturesque.
Here's a web album of our snowy Friday.
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