I can remember the winters when snow would pile up against the windows, covering the bottom 2/3rds. That hasn't happened lately, but we did get a decent snow fall the other day. This is the view from the front door. There are still Christmas balls on the little dogwood tree...It's not worth climbing through snow to retrieve them just because Christmas is passed. Wreaths and other decorations get put up for Christmas, but in Vermont they tend to stay up throughout the winter until warm breezes blow.
The solar panels will shed this snow by mid-day.
The mailbox has snow inside of it as well. Luckily the newspaper arrives in a plastic bag. It'll be readable.
Our snow plow fellow came twice yesterday and again this morning to keep the driveway cleared. Then he returned with a bucket loader to lift some of the snow out of the way. He's planning for the next storm
When William had his stained glass studio, I got to see a glass called Jack Frost. This storm plastered some of the windows and reminded me of that glass, only what you see below is the real Jack Frost.
As for the critters...you've seen Jennie with long hair. Here she is with Jake sporting her shaved look. She is still just as big as he is. Losing all her matted hair must feel better, but now with her winter coat gone, I make sure she isn't left outside for very long.
Below is a puggle. Frankie is what some refer to as a "designer" dog. Some fools purposely mix pugs with beagles. It tends to produce head-strong dogs who howl...not a pleasant sound early in the morning!
This dish is for our large dog, not for the pugs or puggle, but Frankie knows how to flip it around to make a racket. He seems to be demanding a meal more to his liking. Poor fellow...he hates the cold weather with a passion...and here he is, stuck in the town known as the snow capital of Vermont.
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