In between times when my neighbor's dogs aren't barking at air, I take some time to slip on snow boots and play in the snow in my backyard. The back faces a cow/hay pasture (in fallow this past year) and out into hills on the Res. It's quite peaceful when the dogs are inside, especially with a layer of new snow and thin frost.




This is the view from the front of our house, out into the Winds. A beautiful view, as long as the semis don't muck is up.

And finally, a view of our house, and our house's view
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