If the drive to Westville had been tense, the drive back was even more so. It had not stopped snowing. Snow and ice collected in and on the car. I had never driven in such conditions and so I was very, very cautious. To reinforce this, we saw 6 vehicles that had skidded off the roads.
The courthouse in Lumpkin:
Out the windshield:
Never, ever did I expect to meet a snowplow in central Georgia, but we did. It flew in out of the white and was gone before we could get a picture. You can see its evidence, though.
But within a couple of miles, even that was covered with new snow.
Families were out playing.
Even the corn stubble had been covered.
The Camry looked a little cold at the end of the drive and the snow had defined a face that I had never noticed before.