fresh snowfall

I LOVE, LOVE, LOVE a cold, crisp, clear day after a fresh snowfall, before the wind blows. This morning the flakes were so large and light that it looked like these crabapples were wearing feather caps.

A woman at the bus stop found me very amusing, because I was very intent on getting under the crabapples to get this photo. Made her smile!

Sir John insists that he's been using that new dandruff shampoo.

He's a true gentleman of leisure, and not a bit bothered by the cold.

Looks like someone had a pillow fight and the feathers got caught in the bushes.