Through My Window...

The birds decorated the trees.

Monday Morning's Commute...

Armed with vital supplies, Dr Pepper and a good book,

just in case no one came out, we began our commute.

My car stayed home.

I was not allowed that priviledge.

The mail must go through.

The weather conditions do not matter.

Nor does it matter, the danger the employees must face.

I was lucky.

I was transported in a 4x4 by dear hubby.

His dream has always been to be a go getter.

Now he can take his wife to work and go get her.

Making Tracks...

to break the ice,

and feed the stock.

Feeding waits for no weather condition.

Through The Screen...

 of the Dreaming Porch, the sun peeked over the horizon, lighting our snow covered valley.  The snow arrived quietly during the evening, with no fanfare, no marching bands and no parades...it just came.

It clings to every structure, every limb and greets the first light with a twinkle of beauty. 

I see the beauty although my hands are numb from breaking ice and feeding animals.  The sun amplifies the beauty and brings hope that the snow will leave quickly.

We won't be dreaming on this porch today.

It will have to wait for warmer weather.

The Great Ki-Anne Caper

The flash made the snow sparkle

as Ki made her rounds.

She flew through the snow

as if she had never seen it before.

Every sniff was a mystery.

Every track held the possibility of adventure.

Politely asking the boys to play,

she taunted them.

Ki finally convinced them.

To her, it was a winter wonderland.

To them, it was just cold.