At last, at last! We woke up one morning this last week to actual, true-live, measurable snow fall. Normally, by this time of year we’re getting a bit weary of the ice and slush and salt everywhere. But this has been a very, very odd winter.
I mean, honestly, we’ve had days of 60 degree temperatures that have the fruit trees all budding–in February.
So, naturally, a couple of weeks before “Spring” officially arrives, old man winter starts acting like…old man winter.
In fact, I didn’t get too many photos of the snow–close up, because it was windy and icy and really, reeeally cold. I’m pretty much a wuss when it comes to standing out in the freezing stuff.
Oh, I love snow and I’m glad it’s here and I just want to sit and stare at it for hours…
through the window…
from the couch…
with a fleece blanket…
and some hot chocolate.
:}
Yeah… I think Old Man Winter has Dementia. Heh.
The snow is beautiful… I love your pictures! 🙂