Zippy and I went snowshoeing on Sunday
after we got about 10 inches of snow.
It was a beautiful day and our tromp through the snow was lovely.
However, I did announce to the universe
that I’d prefer a cessation of snowfall for the rest of the week.
Well, guess what?
And frigid temps!
Wonder if this Northern Flicker has a direct line to the powers that be . . .