This mean puppy just blew in.
It's not really a puppy. It is yet another winter storm. Okay! So I am not a professional photographer like my sweet sister-in-law, Crystal. You can't really see the snow blowing in this picture. Note, however, that where once there was a mountain there is none. Just behind that line of trees in the background you should see a mountain. A really big mountain. It is alright though. We are inside cozy and warm. The boys made it home from the sledding hill just in time and are now drinking hot cocoa with mini marshmallows, and eating english muffins. What could be better.
Notice the scratch on Master's forehead and nose. They are from his last sledding trip. He face planted after going off a jump.
My Boy and Tal, slathering butter on a hot english muffin.
It's not really a puppy. It is yet another winter storm. Okay! So I am not a professional photographer like my sweet sister-in-law, Crystal. You can't really see the snow blowing in this picture. Note, however, that where once there was a mountain there is none. Just behind that line of trees in the background you should see a mountain. A really big mountain. It is alright though. We are inside cozy and warm. The boys made it home from the sledding hill just in time and are now drinking hot cocoa with mini marshmallows, and eating english muffins. What could be better.
Notice the scratch on Master's forehead and nose. They are from his last sledding trip. He face planted after going off a jump.
My Boy and Tal, slathering butter on a hot english muffin.
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