And so it begins....the lake did not thaw out all week, remaining a frozen tundra of temptation to southern children who were certain they could walk on it.
The Snowflakes though are another matter. They fell onto the frozen mass forming a snowy scene of delight.
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Casey is happy. The snowflakes dance in her hair and tickle her nose.
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hmmmm...garden statues ponder the fate of our snow. will there be school tomorrow, oh garden fairy?
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Alex is home now, and she is very very VERY sure that we could walk on the ice...
but it looks like it is already melting to me, so I say no no No!
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SNOW DAY! Or perhaps we should say icy road day...They've cancelled school, but there's really not enough snow to have much fun. The girls could barely mash together a snow ball.
Jazzy makes a snow ball and searches for an unsuspecting target.
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Nah, the snow ball belongs to one of the girls and Jazzy is looking for the Escape Hatch.
She is not a snow cat .
