Taken and posted with the PlayBook.
We sat outside for a while this afternoon. The snow had stopped, the sun emerged, and the thermometer made a giddy charge in the general direction of the freezing mark. While it stopped short of achieving that ambitous goal, it was a pleasant sojourn.
The cattle dogs joined us and for a time Achilles lay down on the duvet Faye spread out on the snow. Several crows roosted high in the maple tree across the road and Achilles exhibited an unusual level of interest in them.
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