Another day below freezing. At least it's not single digit, though. . .
. . .the neighboorhood covered in another layer of whiteness. . .
. . .at least you cant see the ice anymore on the dog's tunnel. . .
. . .snow sticking to the top of a fence post. . .
. . .This live oak tree collapsed last year during the snow and became a bush. . .
. . .the doghouses so far untouched. . .
. . .snow weighing down the mystery bush. . .
. . .The wonky weather is confusing the backyard trees. They started budding last week. . .
. . .The obligatory foot in the snow shot. . .
. . .Snow on the January Blue landscape lights, eventhough they're behind the bushes. . .
. . .The snow sticking to the front bushes. . .
. . .And to the trees behind the Fort. . .
. . .Tracks from a mystery cat coming in from the field. . .
. . .And through my front bushes. . .
. . .And around to the driveway. . .
. . .The snow was 3 1/2 inches deep in the front yard. . .
. . .Mr. Peabody still looks cold. . .
. . .Snow sticking to the roof of the Fort. . .
. . .and filling up the front flower pot. . .
. . .and covering the car. . .
. . .And on the mailboxes. . .
. . .But yet, I still got my newspaper. I haven't recieved first class mail since Monday, but I've gotten my junk mail and newspaper every day. . .
. . .The snow starts falling again in front of the fence as I head back inside.
