Snow on the Ground and a Pear in the Hand

We've had an unusual snowfall here recently. When it snows, I don't like to drive anywhere, even in the evenings and even if we've run out of a staple food. Instead, I like to revel in the beauty of it all and feel safe and snug.

Here is a view of our pasture in the snow.

We ran out of grapes this morning, which is what Bow likes to have for the first course of breakfast. But we still had goodies in the fruit basket that Bow's uncle sent him for Christmas. So Bow had a juicy pear instead of grapes.

It's nice to have a ripe pear for breakfast before dawn. And a slight variation in our routine is good for all of us.

Here's to an interesting and happy and hopeful new year!