Thursday, January 23, 2014

Cold on the porch...

            My porch is snow covered. Flakes are drifting down. The temp is -11. Everything is white.

                            Lake Superior is in front of me. The wind is so fierce I can barely stand. My fingers are         freezing through my gloves.  Being on the lake shore is so cold I feel like I am in the Artic.


                            The baby, we all still call her that, even though she is three, snowshoeing.
                               Hazel, stayed with me while I snowshoe in deep snow on Lake Superior.
                                             The snow in the backyard is as high as the fence.

1 comment:

  1. That is a lot of snow -- our snow is gone but its been freezing.