A snowy Sunday.

Lazy feeling.

Nature won’t give up its icy grip.

So quiet in the neighborhood.

Looking out my window, I see the horses wearing their coats, running in the pasture.

I find a box and line it with warm blankets.

The cats fight over it.

Need comfort food:  Chili, and a wild urge for a chocolate maple Easter egg.

Snow keeps falling.

Roads are covered.

Huge icicles hang from the roof top.

Is March coming in like a lion?

More like a panther.

Silent, stealthily creeping, diligently stalking its prey.

Relentless in its need to survive, the panther, like winter, persists.

Watch out little lamb, the big cat is not ready to give up yet.






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