Sunday brought us a storm to beat all storms. The snow was falling in big, fat, juicy flakes for hours. When it finally stopped it looked like a regular winter wonderland around here.
From my kitchen window I can see the beautiful tree house Phil built for his girls (and himself if truth be told) and with all the snow it was very fairytale-esque that day. The second photo is the back patio. Very welcoming in a strange way.
I have not seen snow like this around here in many, many years, and I have to say it's a welcome change from the dreary, gray winters we normally endure. But BRRRR baby, it's cold out there.