I positively adore that when it snows at my place…
it makes everything look so Christmasy.
Like I’ve been whisked away to a ski lodge high up in the mountains.
The backyard is an untouched wonderland…
and the shed looks positively buried.
Apparently some creature has found it’s way here. Dog? Cat? Raccoon? The mailman?
We’ll never know.
Here’s hoping the white stuff stays til Christmas.