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SNOW DAY - April 14th 2011

Last year around this time I started posting pictures whenever it snowed because I wanted to capture the last snow of the year, which I documented on May 18th.

Here's my nuthatch birdhouse....which is my feeble attempt at enticing the little nuthatches to nest here instead of attempting to dig a hole in the side of my house.

So yesterday, April 14th, we got a nice little overnight snowfall which was very welcome because our mild winter meant that fire season started way too early this year and we were desperately in need of moisture. So even though it was largely gone by noon on our sunny side of the valley, it was gratefully welcomed.

A lovely picture looking up the hill behind our house.

And out over the deck and across the valley.

Here's Henry doing what he loves best when it snows....laying in it and then eating it.

Here's Coco doing what she loves best...trying to figure out how to keep her feet dry.

And here they are in a rare together shot!


joss said…
awww its good to see henry settling in so well bless him, and that coco gave up trying to keep her feet dry lol.
I love reading your blog and cant wait for your next update :)
Anonymous said…
That is a cracking view. Thank you for sharing it with us.
Keetha said…
I think I'm a Coco. As much as I love the idea of snow, I'd be indoors with a cup of cocoa trying to keep my feet warm and dry!
larramiefg said…
Coco and Henry, what a pair! :-D

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