We’re meant to be getting hit with some major snow tomorrow, which I am sure that y’all probably find to be Just Fascinating. Personally, I’m living in denial because I refuse to believe that we could get something on the order of another half-foot.
Anyway, we’ve had some really terrifying icicles for the last month or two and I’ve been meaning to take snaps of them forever.
Usually this sort of thing isn’t noteworthy, but I think we can all agree this is Different.
The house on the hill.
How ominous, I know. You can’t make this stuff up.
Snowstorm NOT included, I am so thrilled that it’s finally March. It’s not spring just yet, but we are so (SO) close.
For a bit of sunshine, some snaps of Spot. Which, if you follow me on Instagram, you’ve already seen. Mom and Dad were on a cruise last week so Spot and I got to log some quality time.
Translation: LOTS of purrs.
After spending the first 5-7 years of his life thwarting any and all photography, he is finally given to cooperation every now and then. So I take far more pictures than I should when the opportunity strikes.
Yes, I realize that some of them look pretty much…the same. There are only so many poses one can strike when you’re sitting on a lap.
The couch is kind of our place. You see, it’s best for everyone involved if you pick a comfortable place to sit while your varmint tries his hardest to cut off the blood supply to your legs.
This is the price we pay for love.