I give myself one blogging assignment and fail after only two days. Alas, I missed my March 3rd pictures because my sister, nephew, aunt, and grandma blew into town. So sue me. I can promise you didn't miss much, just a whole bunch of blowy snow that didn't stick. It's non-stickiness is proven by my lovely March 4th pictures, brought to you by Mr. Rupert Giles, labradoodle extraordinaire.
First he's saying "I love being out in the front yard sans leash, but where's all the snow?" Mr. G loves the snow.
Here he's thinking "Ahhh! get me off of all this dried, dead grass! Haven't you people ever heard of a rake?""
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