Well, we’ve reached winter for sure this time. We’re in the first day of a massive nor’easter, a/k/a a very windy snow storm. It’s howling and blowing its head off out there. My candles and Mr. Owl on my front porch are not happy campers right now. I don’t blame Mr. Owl one bit for turning his back on me in the above picture. I should bring him in once I can open the door without it blowing off its hinges and flying down the street. As a matter of fact, I should bring in the candles, too. We’re not going to be lighting them for the next few months.
I looked out of my front door and saw snow falling sideways. I got my camera, because I just love to share. No, I did not open the door.