This fir is directly outside my back door. The cats love it for the bird life…! (Just saying.)

I’ve always liked this fir-tree. It is so perfect, I always expect someone to cut it down in the middle of the night for a purloined Christmas tree. People do that sort of thing, you know. Ho! Ho! Ho!

As usual, there’s a good sized drift outside my back door. This is how far I can open it.

I haven’t checked the front door yet. I’m expecting a package today. I hope the staff clear the walks before then, no matter how much snow there is…!

It doesn’t take any time at all for my adventuresome Dougy to stick his nose into the snow. Andy’s standing inside, behind me, not too sure he wants snow today.

Dougy plows right into this white stuff. He’s fearless, curious, and the one of my two boys I have to watch carefully so he doesn’t slip outside. I don’t make the brothers wear their collars inside. They aren’t allowed to roam outside, so never have worn collars. I’m sure they would have fits! (Kind of like ties and me.)

Dougy wants the full experience. He pops his front paws up on the Cretan planter next to the door to try to see over the drift. (I snapped the photo, not expecting him to do this, so…!)

I have two of these handmade Cretan planters. They are fairly large. I grow Sedum in them, which dies off and is attractive dried, too.