Yesterday, the weather was downright balmy in the upper 30s, so I did something I hadn't done in months: took a walk around the neighborhood.
The girls ate a lot of questionable snow. The dog barked at buses, joggers and a spunky looking shih tzu. I warned the girls about the perils of yellow snow and yelled at the dog. Frequently.
It was like old times.
But NEW old times, because when I strolled by the squirrel lady's house I was thrilled to discover this:
|There's even a carrot nose!|
|And a Frosty sweater!|
And, as if new outfits on my favorite stone rodents weren't enough as I completed my old route, what did I discover? More old friends!
|Parkly deer. One down.|
Oh quirky neighbors. How I've missed. thee.