This weekend, on our littke lake, the ice came in.
Saturday's high might have been 12 degrees. It was extremely windy, so the wind chill factor doesn't bear thinking of. It's a balmy 24 today, no breeze.
Lola is pretty sure she's got thick enough fur for a long, cold winter.
The young dogs enjoyed playing in the thick dusting of snow we woke to yesterday.
Today, Jewel closes her eyes and wishes for a big snow.
Ruth curls up on the sofa and dreams of huge drifts.
Don't worry, girls--your snowiest dreams and wishes are about to come true!