I give! Uncle! Tired of winter...tired of cold...tired of snow.
Just when I'm thinking about crocus, daffodils and hyacinths, we get another snow. Enough already. I've always been a winter wimp, which is why we moved back to Texas. I really feel for our friends up North and out East.
Please let it be Spring soon!
Wednesday, February 24, 2010
Sunday, February 14, 2010
Friday, February 12, 2010
Let It Snow!
And...it did. Somewhere between 12.5 and 14 inches. In Dallas, TX. If this global warming keeps up, we're moving even further south.
The walkway to our house is virtually impassable. The tree branches lining the walk are doubled over from snow and touch the ground.
We call this tree our Charlie Brown tree. But...it looks kind of pretty covered in snow. It must have grown out of the Charlie Brown phase when we weren't looking.
Nope, not a mountain. It's a big, old oak tree in our neighbor's back yard. Also pretty.
The casa:
Poor, poor crepe myrtle...
Mags and I found this snowman on our walk last night. There was a tiny, little dog huddled near it. When I approached the snowman to take a picture, the miserable little pup ran up to me. I coaxed him into following me to the front door of the snowman's home and rang the bell. Small child answers the door. I ask "is this your dog?" He says, "ohmygosh, yes....MOOOOOOOOOOM!" I guess they didn't realize their poor pooch was outside.
Lovely, solitary figure walking the dog in the quietitude of a snowy evening...
Closeup of said lovely, solitary figure and her faithful companion.
I must admit, after all, that the snow is gorgeous, but enough already...bring back that warm TX sun!
The walkway to our house is virtually impassable. The tree branches lining the walk are doubled over from snow and touch the ground.
We call this tree our Charlie Brown tree. But...it looks kind of pretty covered in snow. It must have grown out of the Charlie Brown phase when we weren't looking.
Nope, not a mountain. It's a big, old oak tree in our neighbor's back yard. Also pretty.
The casa:
Poor, poor crepe myrtle...
Mags and I found this snowman on our walk last night. There was a tiny, little dog huddled near it. When I approached the snowman to take a picture, the miserable little pup ran up to me. I coaxed him into following me to the front door of the snowman's home and rang the bell. Small child answers the door. I ask "is this your dog?" He says, "ohmygosh, yes....MOOOOOOOOOOM!" I guess they didn't realize their poor pooch was outside.
Lovely, solitary figure walking the dog in the quietitude of a snowy evening...
Closeup of said lovely, solitary figure and her faithful companion.
I must admit, after all, that the snow is gorgeous, but enough already...bring back that warm TX sun!
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