I was the first one up on this gray Saturday morning. I looked out the window, and what did I see? Snowflakes falling on the apple tree! And the grass... And the patio...
And the slide... Behind the playset, you can see my poor untrimmed raspberry canes are bowed over under the new, wet, very heavy snow. Don't they look sad?
And the picnic table... A very dismayed cat surveys the sea of white that he must cross to go wherever it is that cats go.
And the forlorn garden... complete with neglected tomato vines still on the trellis. I guess the harvest is over. (Finally)
And the firepit... No more roasted marshmallows this year.