So it snowed last Sunday. We got up and our skylight was now a snowlight.
Wisely I’d accomplished all my errands the day before, so I just sat in, read, watched Christmas movies and relaxed. It felt quite nice.
When the snow renewed its attack Monday it was less nice, particularly as it built up enough that I couldn’t make my writing group on Tuesday (more precisely, there was no group). A shame as we only have one meeting this month (the other would have fallen on Dec. 25) but at least I have the annual party at my house tomorrow.
As you can see, things got very wintery for a bit.
Plushie loved it.
My footprint, so you get a sense of the snow’s depth.
Trixie was OK with the snow, but she preferred doing her business in the shelter of our magnolia.
To our disappointment, Wisp didn’t make use of our heated cat shelter. We don’t know where she stayed but she showed up Wednesday meowing for food so she found shelter somewhere.
#SFWApro. Photos are mine, please credit me if you use them.
