Snowy Saturday Sus
These are the pictures I would have posted yesterday, had I not been unavoidably detained in chat.
Ahem.
So I thought those of you in warmer climes (*is in no way glaring at Myo and her oh-so-cold 21C nights*) might like a blast of icy wind in your lives, and those of you in colder climes might like to be amused by just how easily I get excited by snow.
I got up yesterday to find that Friday evening's snow had survived the night and made it into the bright blue Saturday morning. The first thing I see in the morning is the view out of my bedroom window onto the roof of the wing of the other half of the house - yesterday morning, happily populated by a couple of birds warming their feathers well away from the snow on the roof.
Upon actually opening the window and leaning out, I was able to continue the great Hobbling tradition of Photos From Our Back Windows.
I then toddled quickly outside and took a photo of my street, lit by the rising sun.
Purty, ain't it?
Ahem.
So I thought those of you in warmer climes (*is in no way glaring at Myo and her oh-so-cold 21C nights*) might like a blast of icy wind in your lives, and those of you in colder climes might like to be amused by just how easily I get excited by snow.
I got up yesterday to find that Friday evening's snow had survived the night and made it into the bright blue Saturday morning. The first thing I see in the morning is the view out of my bedroom window onto the roof of the wing of the other half of the house - yesterday morning, happily populated by a couple of birds warming their feathers well away from the snow on the roof.
Upon actually opening the window and leaning out, I was able to continue the great Hobbling tradition of Photos From Our Back Windows.
I then toddled quickly outside and took a photo of my street, lit by the rising sun.
Purty, ain't it?
posted by skittledog @ 4:44 pm
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5 Comments:
Snow is very purty, right up until people start throwing it at me...
Purty until it turns to brown slush. Blerk.
*sigh*
Beautiful.
I didn't take any photos of our snow, but I did get some video of it actually falling, which is gorgeous. Mysty and Hoot starred in it; the former looking like a backwards Dalmatian (white spots on a black dog), and the latter sniffing about the grass closely investigating the intriguing whiteness.
My mother said Cara got awfully bothered by it - kept shaking...tried moving to the patio in case it wasn't snowing there...shook some more...then gave up and came indoors. Hee.
Aw... poor puppy. Snow can be scary if you have no idea what it is. Although, the first time Mysty ever saw snow, she just ran into the garden with great excitement and started eating it off the ground. *rolls eyes* She always has been a walking stomach.
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