The backyard:
Amy got to come home early today due to the “Blizzard like” conditions here 
. I on the other hand, will still be working the whole day–it would be tough to pull off the “I just don’t think it’s safe” bit in talking about my commute from the bedroom to the basement.
I snapped some pics and thought I’d share ‘em. Those of you who live here are wondering why I would post this–but keep in mind, it’s been a while for me.
Those of you who don’t live here are thinking how beautiful it is…and how glad you are that you aren’t here. And I don’t blame you–I don’t own a snowblower, and it wasn’t fun shoveling the snow so that the bank is now over my head. And it needs it again!
Without further adieu…
To the left, to the left…
To the left, to the left…
This was taken a couple hours ago, the snow is now above the picnic bench.
Right side…
Just try and tell me she’s not cute–go ahead TRY IT! Alan? Try it!
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