Our view from the front of the cottage... upon our arrival.
Even the dogs were bummed out about the weather. It was even too cold for them to go outside to play. I didn't even feel like doing any illustrations which is so unlike me. I usually pack up all kinds of painting supplies and have ideas all planned out.
I think he was trying to tell us to pack it up and let's go home where it's warm!
But, Sunday morning... it warmed up! The bluest skies were out and the sun had melted all of the snow. We took a long walk and the dogs frolicked in the yard. And...
life was good.