On And On And On

It just keeps coming!! The snow is piling up and up. We have had a few periods today with sunshine, and some of it has melted, but then it clouds up again and snows some more. Allan may have to delay his trip to California if this doesn't let up. He is supposed to leave tomorrow for about ten days, but several of the roads between here and San Diego are closed!

I got a few snaps of this current load. Of course!



You can see that it is about 6-8 inches deep. And that's what hasn't melted underneath.















This is the third time in five days that my car has been covered like this. It has melted off and then we get more snow!










Do you remember this shot I posted in the fall? Well, look at it now . . . . . .












Same spot, different circumstances!












I took this one to show the snow falling. The flakes were pretty small.











Then I changed my F-stop (See, I am actually learning this stuff!!) so you can see the movement of the snow flakes falling.













All those dots in front of the fence are snow flakes, of course.












The terraces in the front yard give a good contrast to the snow.











And the steps are nearly invisable. If you look closely you'll see Smokey's paw prints where she came for breakfast and left later on.







I just checked, and it looks as if the snow fall is essentially over. The sun is out now, and you wouldn't believe the amount of melting already!

The dogs have been funny today. I think they are having cabin fever . . . or would that be kennel fever for them? . . . as they keep wanting to go outside. Once out, they sink in the snow and look around at me like, "What? Did you do this?" Or they keep searching for "the right spot" and seem frustrated because they aren't picking up scents. After just a few minutes, they start getting cold paws, and they try to walk without putting one paw or another in the snow, and if I don't get them in fairly quickly after that, they start limping. I've tried sweeping a couple areas for them to do their business, but they don't seem to understand that they should stay there; they keep going into the deep stuff! The snow balls up in their fur really badly, so I have to brush them or stick their feet under running water to melt it away. Small dogs, big snows . . . am I missing some clues here? Should I assume I have the wrong kid of dogs for this country? Nahhhhhh. They'll be alright. They survived Kansas City in the winter, so this will be a snap!!