I think that I shall never see

Little house on the prairie? No, a room with a view - Sadie's!

Mom's tree looks like a weeping willow.

Lizz's tree has fingers of delicate glass.

Once again, the ice weighs heavily on Ben's tree.


Up close, Ben's tee is a work of art.

Alan says that Pat Whetstone was going to cut his tree down anyway - less to cut now!


Across the street, the Prater's tree dropped several branches too.

Fall to winter

Once upon a time, we had color















But today we're having an icestorm and most everything is white












No birds at the feeder























The rain pees down and freezes.



















But outside, even without sun, its a cold crystal beauty.















Alan's tree brushed against our roof before cracking. Fortunately Dad's new car is fine.




















Yes, once upon a time we had color!