Winter Snows in February

Just when we were getting comfortable with the idea of no threatening winter in Trout Lake and our sights on spring, the winter storms hit along with the rest of the continent.  The beauty of the first, silent, perpetual snowfall that buried spring bulbs for weeks....
Saphy at 4 months old.

Hawthorne berries for red lips.


Yarrow arms open wide.


Lydia's artistic hand with spruce hair, berry lips, pine cone nose, rock eyes, and dried up black-eyed susan buttons.

Saphy says she tastes like a snow cone.

Front door view

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