Winter decided to follow the calendar this year. Late autumn Saturday when we were collecting autumn leaves from the lawn turned into white heaven by the morning of Sunday. House, path, roses, just yesterday with a half open bulbs, now snow-fossilized, blooming jasmine, red apples on an apple tree and Stuart, happily dancing under my window.
Evidence below: except for Stuart’s snow-covered nose, He ran out to explore this unbelievable new white world!
* Stuart, a Scottish Deerhound, story yet to be written.
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