Deep snow always reminds me of growing up in the North Country, near the Canadian border. Warm feelings for cold white stuff!
This morning, the view from the front porch looked like this:
Looking out my mother’s window I spied this blue jay with feathers all puffed up, taking shelter in the rhododendron bush from the snow and wind.
Then there was the process of clearing the driveway, making paths to the doors, and clearing snow off the car.
Just now a gorgeous cardinal couple perched in the same rhododendron, but no photo – I couldn’t get the camera in time.
I love the slow pace of a snow day, grateful I have no place I must go by vehicle.Walking is a different matter – a walk is in my future, this afternoon. My new camera will be in my pocket.