The night shift at the snowflake factory was obviously busy last night. In the dark hours, this is what happened:
Interesting how the snow is in all parts of the yard, isn’t it? It’s a pretty, fluffy snow and I thought I should get photos because tomorrow we’re to have rain. Then the pretty fluffy snow will be not-so-pretty-fluffy slush.
Shasta joined me. Bailey could see no reason to go out there again. She’d already been out once this morning.
Lily watched, although she did venture out a bit later. But that’s a story for tomorrow.