We got our slug of winter whiteness over the weekend, heavy and beautiful, well over two feet. A legitimate excuse to hunker down with a fire in the fireplace and be cozy was wonderful after a busy week...happy sigh.
After my honey had hurt his back last summer, I petitioned him to get us a snow-blower. As is so typical of the perfect timing of our kind Lord, we had just gotten one last week--and sailed through the mountains of white stuff. My goodness, what a blessing and a relief.
There wasn't any tea on the terrace...
... nor will there be today--we woke up to another five inches!