It's been embarrassingly long since I've posted anything.  Today is the day!  The big kids finished school early so that Thomas is sledding and Catherine is reading; the little ones are building a huge tent across the living room, and it is s-n-o-w-i-n-g.  Hard.  Steven and I were going to do some work outside, but we've reconsidered.  So here I am.

Inasmuch as snow is the topic of the week around here (we've had perhaps a foot or more during that time), I'll share snow photos with you.

It's not just that it snowed yesterday.  We had enough snow cover already that it felt like the yard was being filled up with snow this time.  The bottom rail of fences, garden benches, the antique plows in the front yard...everything is being swallowed up.  

A snowy dog house.  I don't think she can get in at this point.  (The roof has a pompadour!)

A snowy dog.  It's hilarious to watch Desi try to take a potty break in deep snow.  She loves to eat snow as she runs around.  Right now it's conveniently just about mouth level for her.

Anna discovered a fun spot under our patio dining table.

Anna and Thomas are sledding down the other side of the hill in a snowstorm.  

That round thing under snow is a wagon wheel, just for sense of scale.

My handsome husband after clearing the driveway with the snow thrower.  He investigated clearing the walkway to the front door, but the snow is too deep.   He's standing in the attempted pathway.  We'll see it again in a month or two.  

Thomas discovered the empty cavity under the picnic table and dug a secret passage to it to keep it hidden from his siblings.  He's kneeling next to it.  The tabletop has about 18 inches of snow on top, and, of course, the bench seats are under the snow somewhere.  

Can you figure this one out?  I looked out the window and laughed.  Thomas is digging a fort under the snow while Anna is playing (well...eating snow, actually) a few feet away.   Anna always eats snow.