So after some spectacular sunrises, a record breaking day of heat, following by an evening of snow, our visit to the dog park Friday morning was freezing (and dark).
REALLY DARK
towards the end of play, things are finally getting light. But still frozen.
Aidan dropped his ball on the frozen water bowl just to check
post dog park belly grass time, covered in frost until Aidan warms up a Aidan-wide strip
frosty house tops and dusting of snow on the foothills, but only for the morning
Saturday:
looking west above, turn around and looking east, much more gray
the winds that swept through this past week push the leaves along the pavement and makes them sound like rattling bones
other phone dump from the week that never found a blog post
the usual life with cats
and the big excitement from the backyard, a REAL squirrel sighting!
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