Lo and behold, it was snowing in the Netherlands!
Dry snow, that is. Had about 3 inches here in the south-east of Friesland. Boy, did I ever feel at home.
So did my dog Pantouf, who was born and raised in the province of Quebec, Canada. She was still a pup – you know, a real pup, not the kind that is referred to by their doting owners when the dog is already 10 – when she started hunting mice simply because there was a blanket of snow hiding them. I suspect that she hears them even better, or her instincts are more alert when there is snow (for instance, because coyotes would get hungry during winter and they’d have to hunt more diligently, I dunno, just guessing).
I was just going to post some pictures here with snow patterns, ha ha! What can I say, I’m a chatterbox. I’ve been quiet lately, not blogging at all, just because it claims so much of my time. When I do something, I do it right. Makes me think immediately of a Joan Armatrading song. Help Yourself.
That said, I can also be an immense slacker. Those are the opposites in me – there are many – a perfectionist on the one end and a slacker on the other. That is one of the reasons why I have been consciously single for a couple of years. I am hell to share a roof with and I’d feel the same about anyone who’d share it with me! So I share it with my pets. Just this morning I was thinking of how wonderful it is to have long-lasting harmony in my home!
Okay, without venturing onto the tangent any further, here then are my snowy pictures with patterns:
Sunday 9 December
After just one rainy day, most of the snow has washed away
I don’t mind, we had our fun, glad the snow is on the run
Pavements were slippery and roads were icy
To drive or walk was just too dicey!