Only Ernie & I were awake when we spotted the first flakes of feathered snow early this morning. Sitting by the kitchen window with a hot cup of tea, we watched as the tiniest of flakes danced about.
I know Ernie was as excited as I was to see the flakes fall even if they didn't last very long.
This is Ernie last year
doing his "happy dance"
in the snow :-)
When he first arrived in December of last year, we had no snow here . He arrived from Quebec where they had many feet of the fluffy white stuff ... I think he missed it :-)
When he spoke
I know Ernie was as excited as I was to see the flakes fall even if they didn't last very long.
This is Ernie last year
doing his "happy dance"
in the snow :-)
When he first arrived in December of last year, we had no snow here . He arrived from Quebec where they had many feet of the fluffy white stuff ... I think he missed it :-)
When he spoke
what tender words he used!
So softly, that like
flakes of feathered snow
they melted
as they fell
~John Dryden~