I awoke to a white robe hiding or muting the colors of all of outside--nearly two inches of snow fell overnight. It is like a guest came much too early to the party--flowers were still fighting to bloom, and most leaves were still hanging on and still in their autumn finery. And the guest is boring and promises to stay for most of the next six or seven months!
None-the-less, I dragged my (warm) butt out of bed and took a stroll around my extensive estate and took a few photos. I blame bad light and an active reluctance to take snow pictures this early in the fall for these photos. I wanted to mow one more time and of course there is the raking. Do I get to skip those tasks? Of course now I have to shovel...
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