Buddha says, "I love snow when it's over my head!"
Buddha says, "Hey, look at this pile of logs!" (Do you see Buddha? Where's Waldo--I mean, Buddha?)
Oh there he is! You've been hiding on us again, Buddha!
We see you, Buddha! There on Barry's 49 Studebaker pickup truck. You can't hide on us!
Oh, let's put Buddha in Grandma's 1969 snowmobile suit pocket and just look around
Yep, here's the back of our Little House in the Big Woods. See the woodpile? See the shed? See all the snow? (We got a foot on Thursday, but it's compressed down quite a bit already.)
A close-up view of our woodpile. Kathy & Barry must make sure the wood room is full before she leaves Barry and goes to "Destination Wedding".
Oh there's that silly Buddha again! Looks like he's all snowy. (I think he's following squirrel tracks to the woodpile, don't you?)
Buddha, you go back in the pocket while we head out to the mailbox and check today's mail. Hi cattail pond, whatcha knowin'?
Remnants of autumn leaves dusted with snow
Winter driveway magic, indeed.
Even though Buddha didn't hop on the tractor to pose, he loves the tractor. He loves how it plows the driveway. He said to tell you.
I was going to stop now, but Buddha whispered in my ear, "Show 'em that moon you took out the bathroom window the other night." How could I say no to Buddha? Whatcha think of that moon? Did the moon know there would be a snowstorm?