We got slammed with another blizzard, and are buried. We’ll be stuck a day or two.
From my studio window. Normally, you’d be able to see the large thicket of wood which shelters animals and birds.
From my studio window, towards the street.
Front deck. I don’t wanna go out there. Birds are giving me pitiable looks. Okay, okay.
Opening the front door. Oh man. Not fun.
Sinking in snow up to your upper thighs – not fun. Sigh.
All images © C. Ford.