One minute you're admiring the salvia "maraschino" and wondering at its longevity, and the next you're peering out the back door at this:
December was cloaked in the soft white stuff. What a display! There was a decided absence of cats in the landscape, but when they did venture out, we rediscovered the true meaning of the phrase "pussy-footing". Meanwhile, other creatures did show up, including my cousin Colin, and a friend.
