“The Eskimos had fifty-two names for snow because it was important to them: there ought to be as many for love.” – Margaret Atwood


Views from the ferry ride to Bainbridge Island with my brother.


Hitting and hiking on our weekend trip to a cabin on the Washington peninsula.


We tried to do our share of work while we were there.


Then we came home and had a week with snow in Seattle. Even the pets thought it was pretty cool. Well, the cat doesn’t think anything is that awesome (because she’s a cat), but she did at least go out in the snow.


The ducks down by the lake seemed less impressed with the snow. There was a lot of quacking which I interpreted as “What the duck??” 🙂 Mr. D also found that wet snow is heavy to shovel.


Snow angels…


We get very little snow — so we were determined to do as much with it as we could.


The sign of the week — and a gelato lid that made us smile!























































































































