|View from front door|
|Around the corner|
|A valiant effort by lupines and calendula|
|Bruno, the blue bit in the distance, out in his field|
I don't even want to say much about winter, the cold, the snow, and the dark except that I hate it. You can't ride; horses don't ski very well. You can't drive; I've had two accidents in the snow, one of them involving me spinning in circles on Highway 99, and only being stopped by the cement divider. I REALLY hate the snow!!!
Enough! More about the show tomorrow.