The White Stuff

Was the first snowfall once cause for excitement? Was it a reason to gaze out of the window, entranced by magical dreams of winter beauty? Face it, gurl, you live in a country where this stuff will haunt you for about six months every year. First times for anything can be magical, mysterious, memorable, or miserable. Snow or not, a walk outside always does me good. Here are a few surprises from yesterdays slog through the slush

Snow lizards make their annual appearance

These creatures emerge in my local park. Never see them in summer!

A sighting last year just before spring

Of course tamer creatures show up too. This chubby bird might have a hard time with lift off.

Settling in for winter

By the time I met my goal of 10k steps evening was making its early appearance. Fruit, snow and streetlight – quite the combination

I wonder if that white bird would like a snack?

Of course one can always opt for the basics. This one is a classic, a witness to wet mitts and calls for hot chocolate!

Snowy needs to work on his abs methinks!