on wednesday the hardier folk among us (otherwise known as not me) braved the bluster and cold and combed our lawn into crunchy piles.
there may have been jumping and burrowing involved.
[zee camped out under the umbrella and retracted into his shell whenever i swung the camera his way.]
then yesterday evening my madre’s deepest yearning came true:
it began as a light salting, and the kiddos (plus the grandma and great-aunt from hawaii) shrieked SNOW! and clambered into mittens and coats. and then the bowl of sky split wide and snow swarmed thick around us and we shivery-danced in the first official dousing of november.
the small folk and i are bound to have a change of heart come january, but right now? we* are crazy in love.
*i have no photographic proof for you, but believe you me that little m was not one bit amused with this frigid weathery stuff. he might be in for a disappointing six months.