As if it weren't cold enough, it has also been snowy. Snowy, snowy, snowy. On Saturday, Abe decided to go out and snowblow the driveway.
This is what it looked like from the house:
Granted, this photo was taken through a window that is less than sparkling clean, but most of the interference you see is blowing snow.
And no, Abe isn't flipping me the bird--snow-lover that he is, he was holding up one of those hand signals that, in sign language, means "I love you," but which has been adopted by surfers, snowboarders, and the terminally cool everywhere to mean, loosely, "This is awesome, dude."
If you guessed that it is past the telephone pole, you're right! I believe, though I may be incorrect, that if you look very very closely, you may even be able to see a car passing in the background. Or not. Either way, you'll note that few birds have frequented the birdfeeder.
I know that some people hate the snow and cold. Let's be honest: I am no fan of cold...unless it is accompanied by snow. There's just something about being inside a cozy warm house, bundled up in fleece and slippers, sipping a hot chocolate (if you're into that sort of thing), and watching the snow whirl and rage outside. It makes you want to curl up in a blanket on the couch and watch a really good old movie and revel in the fact that not only are you hibernating at home, most everyone else is, and things are peaceful and quiet.
I imagine you'll be reading a very different post when it starts to warm and all of this snow turns to slush and mud...
In other news, I want to report that, effective immediately, Charis has changed her brother's name from Judah to Bubby. Just thought you should know!