We are freezing to death, here in the Pacific Northwest. I don't usually see hoarfrost on this side of the mountains, but man, it's sticking up at least an inch right now. The one great advantage to this is that the little Furry Beast can be outside as long as he wants to without getting hideously muddy - hoorah! It's also been sunny instead of drizzly, so, really, I shouldn't be complaining at all. And it makes for much better collies-playing-in-the-field photo opportunities. So, this is pretty much what our New Year's Eve and New Year's Day looked like:
C'mon! You know you want to play!
Who, me? Come? What's that?
These two are a little older, but they are too fun. And they show you how badly I needed to sweep; maybe it'll shame me into doing a better job of it . . .