Some of you can’t seem to get enough of my snow pictures.
And I live to make my WordPress friends in exotic climes happy. Mind you, compared to Syracuse, N.Y. that’s just about everywhere, but as of this cold February morning, I am talking about those experiencing summer in the Southern Hemisphere or somewhere else where it’s warm during the winter.
On our latest walk around the block in our city neighborhood of Eastwood, Ellie B, aka Dogamous Pyle, and I encountered a couple of go-to-the-iPhone 4 moments.
Above is a house one block over that has the same sign of protest stuck into the front yard for a while now.
It says “No Fracking,” with a red circle and cross-out on it. The theme and wording comes from repeated dog walks, because now the snow is covering all but the very top of the don’t-drill-our-shale sign.
On the same block, we were greeted by this enticing sight.
From a few houses down, I thought somebody had taken the time and spent considerable effort building one tall and wide snowman.
Alas, upon closer inspection, we saw that it was merely plenty of snow piled upon an evergreen tree. Pretty it was, though not nearly as exciting as a corn-cob pipe and a button nose and two eyes made out of coal would have been.
Ellie B and I continued our frosty walk grinning at that thought.