Since this is more snow than Southern Illinois had all last winter, I was excited enough about it to take its picture this morning. It's a good thing I did, because now that the sun is out it's melting fast. By tomorrow it will be mud again. Looks like I'm not going to be able to use this as an excuse to avoid going grocery shopping ... sigh.
This is the view from our front door this morning, since I wasn't willing to actually throw on clothes and shoes and walk outside to take pictures.
Above is the view down our hill at the pretty blue house across the road, and that little lump of stuff next to the tree is our woodpile, buried in snow. There really is wood there, but you can't see it. We had the same problem last night when we needed to bring some in to replenish the fire.
You can't tell from the picture, but this is our raised wooden deck out back. Buried on the deck is another pile of wood and Mrs. Underfoot's cat house. We made her stay inside last night until her screaming and clawing at the door finally drove us crazy at 3:30am and we let her back out. Her theme song really ought to be "Don't Fence Me In."
This is where Cuppy spends her time, rotating like a pig on a spit. She stays in bed until she hears the fireplace screen open and then she makes a beeline for the hearth.
As you can see, if it weren't for the fireplace screen Miss Cup would be IN the fireplace. She'll sit there with her face mushed up against the screen for hours.