|Come Ona My House!|
We're still fighting the snow wars, but all things considered, I rather like today. Today is more of a typical spring snow - kinda wet, kinda fluffy, not too cold.
Way better than that cursed freezing rain driven by blustery wind that sends the ice pellets pitter pattering loudly against the hood of my jacket.
So yeah, it's actually quite pretty relatively speaking. I took this pic a couple of hours ago, and we've actually gotten an appreciable amount of snow since then, but I don't think much more will come of it (famous last words). And at least, it's not really sticking to the roads, just making them wet (famous last words).
The cat had been pacing by the back door, contemplating whether or not she would go out. She can hear the birds and I know she wants to go hunting, but... oooh... snow...
I helped her out. We both needed a bit of fresh air after a morning hermitage. I rather enjoyed our little break, but she seems to share the prevailing attitude of winter in April:
I guess I can understand. Her camouflage leaves much to be desired.