Friday, March 5
A cold wind blowing this morning.
Here comes the snow again.
These flakes are like goose down, yet sideways.
Even the poopies are staying indoors.
Not.
"Neither snow, nor rain, nor heat, nor gloom of night
stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds."
Nor does it seem to keep these rugged mountain ladies from their outings...
And down it came...
At 4 PM there was a break in the action.
Then, at 4:30, it hailed like crazy.
By 5 PM, blue sky. Weird.
An interrupted game of "I have the frisbee, and you don't."
Finished hooking up the central vacuum system. Works great!
Fool Moon rising over Hidden Valley.
