On a day like this, it doesn't take long for mostly black dogs to turn white.
Ruth is little and can only plow through the drifts by hopping like a bunny, which is very cute. She really wants to romp in the snow. Jewel just wants to come inside where it's warm and dry.
Even after I shoveled the steps down to their yard, Jewel was not keen on snow-romping.
A pork loin treated with a rub of dried herbs and some red wine is roasting in the slow cooker--oh, the aroma! I tried one of my ballet DVD's on Monday and liked it. I'm about to test the other one.
The Chap drove in to work this morning without incident, so he's having a normal day. I suppose I am, too, since this snowstorm didn't exactly interfere with my usual day at the Lodge.