Let it SNOW

This picture of the pug pen shows the pile of snow that slides off the roof in a small snow storm. Without a roof a pug could be under that pile! (The railing in the foreground isn't under the roof.)

This is outside my bedroom door. It's the snow that created the pile outside the pug pen in the picture above. Notice that the tree branches are actually resting on the dog run line. There are only a couple of inches of snow on top of the retaining wall.

I got tired of spraying 70% rubbing alcohol on aphids, but I couldn't bring myself to throw away the orchids that were blooming.

It wasn't until Valentine's Day, February 14th, that we got an old-fashioned, real snow storm. Fortunately, the bird feeders were filled the afternoon before... This is what I saw out of my nook windows in the morning. There's the retaining wall with a lot more snow on top, and this storm is only half over. The white metal fencing keeps any pug I put on the dog run line from wrapping around and around the bird feeder post and also the tree. I have yet to meet a dog that unwraps itself! 

Sitting on my desk are signs of spring. Those are seeds left from last summer and the list of what seeds I want to order for this spring. The old-fashioned school bell was my mother's and the sable brushes were my dad's. The owl was carved by a friend from decades ago with whom I sadly lost touch. The shell is a reminder of  Long Island, NY and the ceramic scene I picked up when I visited Holland many years ago. Lots of good memories. The plastic stem of small flowers is leftover from filling in the window boxes of my doll house this past summer. I keep thinking I'll find something to use it for.

   Griff went out first thing to shovel the path. Then the plow arrived...

Twenty-four hours later it was still snowing. We had over 2 feet of fluff on the ground. Jake discovered that pugs can't always get through snow. He was silly enough to try going down the deck steps, then had trouble even turning around to fight his way back. I thought I might have to rescue him, but he struggled mightily and made it. Then he was a lot more content to stay indoors.