I really felt for our mail carrier, whom I saw this morning. No wonder USPS employees go postal. I'd be mad too if I had to work today. While MoBob was still buried under the covers (the electric blanket, I tell ya) I took a short walk around the neighborhood. Maybe after he finishes making pancakes we'll take another stroll outside.
The first step!
Our street, sleepy and quiet this morning.
Winter fun at the local park.
Unfortunately I didn't see a faun with an umbrella and a package.