Woe is me...the mountains blustered and billowed this past eve opening forth with an angry froth like that of a mad dog. My picturesque stone driveway has weathered the vehemence with grace and dignity, but its secure footing and sedulous traction are no more. I have been stranded; forsaken to my own wits, my survival alacrity the only resource in the midst of an entrenching snow.

Behold, a lovely yet dangerous wintery storm: http://www.nicfit.net/images/p1000126.jpg.