I had not expected to wake up to a bajillion tons of snow today, but there it was! Everything in the backyard was drowning in it.
I went for a walk while the dog was still snoring (he’s what the locals call a “Morgenmuffel“). It was a real wonderland out there.
Later, after the dog woke up and the sun came out, we all went for a walk together.
Rudy loves the snow, even though he has to run through it with bare feet.
Is there anything better than the sound of walking on snow?
Except for maybe the sound of falling snow?