The snow line is currently between my house and the local brewery.
The snow line is currently between my house and the local brewery.
The mist behind the house lifted and, as expected, I can see snow from my back deck!
Happiness!
I can see SNOW from my house!
There's a dusting visible from my front deck. I expect there's a decent amount on the ridge behind me, but all I can see from the back deck is mist.
At my house itself, there are snowflakes coming down, but it's mostly rain.
This is Ritter.
Last time he was in this spot he had snow to play in. Yet now it's just a bunch of grass. What gives? Where did the snow go?
Is it with the snow that used to be in his yard? Because he's still miffed someone stole that while he wasn't watching.
#dogs #GermanShepherd #ShoulderSeason
#BringBackMySnow
#WinterSpirit
#ThinkSnow
Beauty. Danger. Winter’s ghost. Meet the Yuki-onna, Japan’s legendary snow spirit. Read the full story on my blog: https://aoiwave.wordpress.com/2025/04/04/the-yuki-onna-the-enchanting-snow-spirit-of-japanese-folklore/
Saying goodbye to winter always triggers depression, even in good times.
These times? They ain't good. But I don't have it in me to be active in the greater world right now, let alone march in the streets.
Doing my end of season socializing but otherwise only talking to family and fictional people for a while.
Thank you to everyone out there protesting while I can't.
Voelen jullie het ook? Een sóórt van winter? Ik hou ervan, maar mijn beperkte lijf gaat er minder lekker op. That's lijf... uh... life 🤣
Dit werk heet Winter Spirit.
#winter #winterspirit #art #trymyart #arttoot
Is overigens nog te koop ⬇️
Today's excerpt:
Etsian was in what many called paradise. It was torture. He didn’t merely loath the island weather, aggressively sunny and oppressively warm, but being surrounded by the type of people who enjoyed those things mired him in violent ideation.