Yep, more snow …
Still seems welcoming doesn’t it? Doesn’t it?
There is a young redtwig dogwood buried under there:
A feel for the amount of snow we were blessed with:
The bright sun provided some really cool shadows on the glistening untouched snow:
Why we keep the grasses up for winter:
I could hear the sedums quietly whispering “Help me”:
Awesome peeling bark on the Hawthorn ‘Winter King”:
And through it all, the Karl Foerster grasses remain upright:
The deer have been busy … you know how something is so ugly it can actually be cute? Yeah, me neither:
A little bit of play time outside and someone was wiped the hell out: