Instant candy. I took our maple syrup put it in a plastic bottle and made some candy art. It's an hard to recognize owl that is endangered to our sugar cravings. It's the perfect winter scene here. No wind at all the past few days and lots of fluffy white frosting, sugarless frosting on everything. We were thinking of Laura Ingalls and their snowy winters long ago.
A country lane. Yes this is a road.
With all of the running and jumping through the snow our westie finally felt tired yesterday. Last night he was enduring my photo snapping trying hard to keep his eyes open. Right after this picture he put his head down and with an oomph sigh he was fast asleep. We haven't seen any squirrels at all the past few days. It must be too hard to navigate the snow on all of the branches. Every twig and branch is a snowy mountain peak.
I'm glad the birds are playing hop-scotch on the wild plant seedheads. That will mean less weeds to pull this spring. The chances of them eating every last seed is slim but it's still a beautiful sight to seem the birds cleaning up.
