It recently snowed in the mountains and to some folks, it would seem like a dream. White snow covered mountains mean hot chocolate, fires and snuggles. Not to me. I have a love/hate relationship with the snow. I can't stand being cold and having cold ears, nose, cheeks. I hate being stuck inside all day. Plus, my snow gear is not at all chic but more lumber jackish. I do think it is a beautiful treat to see so much white. It gives a serene and angelic feeling so I ventured out and walked with Ava. A quick one.
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| The Road. |
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| Not liking her snow bunny attire. |
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