Here's a bale of straw, and snow on two bare branches above it.
On chrysanthemum and strawberry plants.
Snow isn't always beautiful. I'm almost always glad to see it, but it's not always Christmas-card snow. It does somewhat water the yard, but it can be dangerous too (for walking and driving). Sometimes, in the desert, it doesn't water the yard because it evaporates instead of melting, but there's usually *some* moisture kept, and it doesn't run downhill like rainwater does.
Holly was just called in to work. Marty's watching The Office (American, on a Netflix deal through XBox 360) Keith came home early so we could pick his motorcycle up from the shop where they rebuilt the engine. I put it on my charge card so I can get Amazon credit. I'm listening to The Blue Sky Boys, farting around on the computer and doing a load of laundry. That sounds terribly non-productive, so I'm going to get up and go make Christmas cookies!
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