The First Big Snow at Home
The first big snow of the season finally landed on Truckee, and it did not hold back. The ponderosas in the yard spent the day dumping loads off their branches — every so often a whole limb would let go and send a white cloud sideways through the trees. We stayed in. Not much else to do when it's coming down like that.
By evening it cleared enough to see out the back window, icicles already forming off the roofline with the Christmas lights glowing through them. The dogs gave up on outside early and spent most of the day stacked on top of each other in the same bed, which technically fits one of them.
Roses on the coffee table, Rudolph parked under the tree with the wooden shoe forms he's been riding since we set him up. The next morning was all blue sky, every tree in the meadow carrying more snow than seemed structurally reasonable. Trudged out far enough to look at it and came back in.