Backyard beauty

Ready for the family. Does George Three have it in him for a winter fire in his new backyard fire pit, I wondered as I admired his and Elisabeth’s pretty outdoor setting under the white blanket.

Side yard in the snow

Room to grow. The shed and pavilion at Elisabeth and George’s spread looks great under the white blanket, I decide as I do the dad walkabout. So many good times to come, I imagine.

Happy new house looks lovely

Pretty picture. The snow fell, and I asked my terrific daughter Elisabeth if I took the short drive to take photos of the lovely new house she and George Three have settled into just a mile down the road. She texted back sure. It makes me so happy. Now I can capture nice images here…

Take a bough

Stay right where you are. New snow can be downright clingy, says I as I peer out after taking tentative steps on the back deck.

Lovely backyard blanket

Pretty picture. Our backyard was waiting for the blanket of white to cover the winter pale green grass and leftover autumn leaves and such. This is much easier on the eyes, for now.

Safety first

Pickup protocols. Safety first, I say. So when I placed our new large garbage bins out front for the Monday pickup this week, I plotted a different Sunday protocol. Knowing snow was in the forecast, I did not want to place them in the two corners of the driveway, as advised in the mailings we’d…

Overdue delivery

White blanket at last. I awoke on Monday morning to a new look around A Bitty Better. Snow had continued to fall as my dear wife Karen, cherished rescue mutt Ellie and I slept. I noted that it had not reached the three inches noted on our contract with the driveway plowing people. But is…

Split decision

Making room. It sure does seem, I think during my retirement month stroll, that this obviously been-there, done-that tree has found its own place for the wires that run through it.

Curious cat can get in a tight spot

Don’t go there, Ava! Do you think Ava can fit under there, my terrific daughter Elisabeth asked me when I visited here and George Three after they returned home from work on Friday night. I looked at their hutch that houses their widescreen TV, thought of the chubby rescue cat that now greets me with…