Scaredy cat.

That’s me.

Ice and old bags are not compatible.

Ping, ping, ping.

Freezing rain against the windows.

Not one vehicle on my road today.

Isolated in hibernation.

Is it over yet?

Peeked outside.

Snow is falling.

Look at the size of those flakes!

Flakes?  Or are the angels having a snowball fight?

Cat went out.  He was red and white when he left.

Cat came in.  Who is this white cat?

Hey, Jack Frost?  Are you related to Robert Frost?  Whose woods these are, I think I know…… He will not see my stopping here to watch his woods fill up with snow.

There is beauty in each season. Or so they say.

Winter has its nostalgic moments:  Light snow on Thanksgiving and Christmas Eve,  sleigh rides and ice skating, cocoa and toast, warm furry boots and coats, evergreens coated with snow.

And then there is reality.

Winter puts on its icy face and laughs at our miserable hope that it will soon be spring.

39 more days, winter says.

But don’t count on it.

 

Wolf

 

 

 

 

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