“"History will record that 2009/2010 was the year of the demise of Christianity because it snowed every weekend and all the churches went broke." — Rev.  Dean Snyder, via my friend Chris Owen’s Facebook page

That’s very funny.

The weekend’s storm was incredible. Well, at least for this area. It was beautiful and annoying all at the same time. I’ve been lucky enough not to be stuck in the snow at all while I’m driving. Though in the passenger’s seat of my brother-in-law’s 4WD F150 we spent nearly 30 minutes driving back and forth attempting to escape an off-ramp after helping a stuck driver. We succeeded in escaping, but unfortunately the driver eventually had to ride away without his car.

The photo at the top of this page is a close up of the little stick poking out of the table on the image on the left here. It’s a measuring stick. The photograph was taken before the snow ended at about 28 inches.

And, with all the snow, I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to make it the subject of this week’s video blog. Enjoy.

If you keep up with this blog at all, you might have read this post from a few weeks ago. It was after I’d gotten home from shooting a wedding ont he Eastern Shore at which I had had a close encounter with a huge water snake of some kind.

Well, today, I was asked last minute to come and photograph a baby shower at a residence in Davidsonville. What I found when I was there was nothing short of alarming.

It would appear that the snake from the wedding on the Eastern Shore must have been one of influence and power. You see, when I arrived at the baby shower, the carcass of what can only be a scout was waiting for me at the bottom of the driveway. The snakes must have sent this one ahead to scope things out.

Obviously this one was waiting for me so that it could go and report back to some bigger even scarier snakes. Who knows what kind of catastrophe they’re planning!  Lucky for me, this one suffered the tire tread of a comparatively huge hunk of metal before it could complete its mission.

Then again, there’s no doubt, when they find out what’s happened to the scout, they’ll blame me for it.