Snow Plows and Snow Cream

I am pleased to bring you yet more pictures of snow from Sunny Southern Indiana.

At least the chairs are cushioned now?

A male cardinal visits the feeder.

The view through the laundry room door (near floor-level).


The dear daughter, ever fashionable, sets to work clearing the driveway and front walk.

Looks like she did a pretty good job!

Oh wait, she had help. Her father flagged down a couple of men who were going through the neighborhood, clearing driveways, to help us. I think that was $25 well spent.

I know there is a step off the front porch there somewhere.

Ah, there it is. The diligent daughter found it.

I still think that is a lot of snow.

Friend and fellow blogger, Rosie Hawthorne, left a comment in my last post. To wit:

Rosie Hawthorne said...
"Make snow cream!"

My dear, your wish is my command.

I interrupted dear daughter's shoveling so she could scoop up some pristine snow for this dish.

A large bowl full of fresh snow ought to do it.

I think we'll keep it simple and use Half and Half and sugar.

The Half and Half froze immediately upon making contact with the snow. Then some sugar was mixed in.

Looks like soft ice cream. Tastes like ice cream.

You know, none of us had ever had snow cream before. In fact, I had never even heard of snow cream before watching an episode of Paula's Home Cooking with Paula Deen on the Food Network. Then, Rosie recently blogged about making snow cream. Is this a southern thing?

Snow cream for all of my hard workers.

When my husband heard what I planned to make and why, he asked if I always did everything that Rosie told me to do. Then, after eating the snow cream, he declared it to be wonderful. I told him that he should be glad that I listened to Rosie.

Thanks for the advice, Rosie!