(Perhaps I should really be wondering why we spend winters here…)
This was the view of our deck this morning. Note that the gate on the right hand side there is 3 feet tall. The lowest horizontal thing you can see? Yeah, that’s a bench running along the side of the deck, not the floor. I’ll grant that there was some drifting that went on overnight, but there’s an obscene amount of snow out there.
Molly was staring longingly out the window. She likes snow, but not the bitter cold – I think it makes her hips ache. Denis had to shovel out part of the yard for her earlier. Poor pup. But she does look awfully cuddly, doesn’t she? Makes you want to curl up with her with a good book and an afghan. And a cup of cocoa.