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Waking up to pure, pristine snow cover is a beautiful thing.
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Though it doesn’t happen often around here.
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If you need an answer to the question ‘did the deer come last night?’ … all you have to do is look.
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Stealthy visitors they’re not.
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And just because it’s lovely? Snow fog on the neighbor’s farm.
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I’m so glad winter finally showed up. Cold temps and snow! It warms my little menopausal heart, as well as cools off the rest of me.
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There’s the husband shoveling a path to the bird feeders so our feathered friends don’t go hungry. He’s such a good egg.
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We use this table as snow gauge. It piles up so perfectly, how could we not?
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Once the snow caps these boxwood shrubs, the birds take cover underneath. It drives Lord Dudley Mountcatten insane.
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Sunrise over the backyard reveals the deer superhighway.
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We don’t have virgin fresh fallen snow for long.
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❤️ 🦌 ❤️
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Where there's only one step from the sublime to the ridiculous.