That's what I was supposed to wake up to. Tell that to my back after I shovelled 7"-8" off my driveway. Then another 1" or so an hour later. And it's still coming down. Now normally I'd be all 'Yay! Let's break out the skis and go to North Boulder Park and maybe try skijoring and break my neck.' But I have to drive to the airport today to pick up my mom who cut her vacation in southern Arizona short to come visit me and who also probably doesn't share my enthusiasm for the snow or the skijoring or the 18 degree temperatures. Normal high for Boulder this time of year? 50 degrees. But we had high 60's last week so now I guess we're evening out that average. Just wish my mom didn't have to suffer through it since we also had an arctic front move through last time she was here.
Snowy dog portraits
I'm going through a 'dog catching ball' phase at the moment
Or 'dog shaking ball' as the case may be
Strummer is taken aback by Lola's embarassing snow mustache