Winter Desert Wonderland

Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow . . . Well, all that's stopped for the time being, but I hear there's a possibility for more in the next few days. We're up to a balmy 25 -- from our low of the teens -- and my water pipes finally decided to spring to life just a few minutes ago, so I'm feeling pretty good about life right now. It was a slightly different story just an hour ago. Anyway, here's a view of my backyard this morning, all snuggled in its blanket of white.


Moving in a little closer, here is the Strawberry Pitaya (I think) which first attracted my eye as I looked out this morning. He's probably wondering just what the heck is going on right about now.


Care to throw some shrimps on the barbie? At least you can get to this one. My little Weber propane grill is pretty much buried in a snowdrift on the front porch.


Looks like about at least a couple of inches to me. Hard to tell, since all this came in in a perpendicular manner. It's enough to enjoy without having to do a whole lot of work.


Home Sweet Nome. Okay, maybe it's not that bad, but look at the buildup on the front of the house. My neighbor, Bob, offered me the use of his shovel, but I told him that's why I came down here from Maine in the winters -- to get away from such foolishness. Let it melt.