“In my opinion, too much attention to weather makes for instability of character.” *
by chuckofish
In weather news the National Weather Service said 12.4 inches fell here on Sunday, beating the one-day record for St. Louis of 12.1 inches set one hundred years ago on March 24, 1912. Woohoo! The high Monday reached the mid 30s, compared with a high of 76 degrees a year ago on that date and 59 the normal high on March 25.
Yesterday I decided to venture forth into our flyover landscape which was draped in the fluffy white stuff. I decided that such an expedition warranted the wearing of my size 5 1/2 Fabiano hiking boots that I wore everyday when I was a junior at Williams College back in the day. They are one of the few things that still fits from my college days–haha! As you can imagine, I do not have many occasions to wear them anymore.
Tromping about in the snow is one of my favorite things to do, and there was much to see in the winter wonderland that is our yard.
This is a flower pot on the front porch:
I wonder how the birds are who live in this rhododendron bush?
This chair looks like it is upholstered in snow!
I guess these guys will have to wait a little longer to adorn the garden.
“You wake up on a winter morning and pull up the shade, and what lay there the evening before is no longer there–the sodden gray yard, the dog droppings, the tire tracks in the frozen mud, the broken lawn chair you forgot to take in last fall. All this has disappeared overnight, and what you look out on is not the snow of Narnia but the snow of home, which is no less shimmering and white as it falls. The earth is covered with it, and it is falling still in silence so deep that you can hear its silence. It is snow to be shoveled, to make driving even worse than usual, snow to be joked about and cursed at, but unless the child in you is entirely dead, it is snow, too, that can make the heart beat faster when it catches you by surprise that way, before your defenses are up. It is snow that can awaken memories of things more wonderful than anything you ever knew or dreamed.”
― Frederick Buechner, Telling the Truth: The Gospel as Tragedy, Comedy, and Fairy Tale
The dual personalities frolicking in the snow with their older brother circa 1964
Let it snow! We’ll be roasting here before you know it.
*Elizabeth Goudge, The Little White Horse
dual personalities 
I love this post! That boot shot is so Susie. And I’ve never seen that snow pic of the Dual Personalities. Tres cute!
Yes, I have learned so much from Susie! You can double click on the picture to make it bigger.
Great post! I love the pics. Your garden creatures are wonderful and the last pic is a classic. As always, Fredrick Boechner is a gem.
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