I went looking at past blog posts for this time of year and the last snowfall was January 2022. This one hit Friday the 10th and stuck through the whole weekend. Wisely, I went grocery shopping Friday morning so there was nothing we had to leave the house for. Well, by car: we had to go out and walk the dogs and dang, the steps were fricking slippery all weekend. No falls, happily, but multiple photos:
Trixie didn’t like walking on snow and ice at all. Snowdrop didn’t either. Sunday he was carefully putting his feet into his footprints from the night before, where his heat had melted the snow (no photos, alas).
Much slipperier on the road than it looked. Cleared up now, though.
Like I said last snowfall, I love living in a place with four seasons, even though those steps were damn slippery.
