
It’s that foot-tall wall of compressed flakes at the end of the driveway that concerns me. The stuff the city’s snowplows leave us in clearing our streets.
Not that I don’t appreciate having cleared pavement once I get out.
You never know what we'll churn up in cleaning a stall

It’s that foot-tall wall of compressed flakes at the end of the driveway that concerns me. The stuff the city’s snowplows leave us in clearing our streets.
Not that I don’t appreciate having cleared pavement once I get out.

The hat makes all the difference.

It’s how we buy them in season down at the dock.
They freeze perfectly, too, with none of the added liquid you get at the store.


The White Birch goes all out for the holidays, as you can see approaching the store when you’re walking into downtown.

Down by the Breakwater.

This time of the year gets her creative juices flowing. Not that she’s alone on that front.

The Waco Diner’s looking quite festive. A nearly full moon adds to the effect.


I do find her enhanced natural style quite comforting.
Even during our briefest of light daytime.


We’re bracing ourselves, of course. Weather like this can be accompanied by electrical power outages.