1st we have the birdfeeder piled high with snow. The feeded doubles as a Squirrel-frustrater, and thus child-amuser. And then, there is a sad, lonely snow-bound BBQ. Which I have used in sub-zero weather.
These were taken the night of the 1st big snow. Our front steps, a wider shot of the house and then one of the street taken from our footpath.
And now, the morning after.
Now that's a postcard winter wonderland. Nice. I can't wait until Alex is a bit older and we can take him to have a white Christmas.
ReplyDeleteJust don't plan on a BBQ.
ReplyDeleteNorman bleedin' Rockwell, aint'cha?
ReplyDeleteSure is purrty!