We, at the Bausch house, watched the snow come down all day Sunday! A time you didn't go anywhere and pajamas were worn all day.
The temperature took a dive when landing in the 20's. It became much lower than that with the wind howling away.
The bicycle, partly buried in luscious snow, became a picture perfect record of the happenings that occurred in Rockport.
Leon was busy with shovel in hand as we are taking off for Portland today
and need to avoid the snow drifts.
Sunshine helping the picture come into view just perfectly.
It's my kind of winter day!