Sigh. Life in Texas is not for the snow-lover.
Not that I’m a snow lover per se, I’m just saying that if I were a snow lover, I’d be really sad right now.
By the time The Boy flew back in Saturday afternoon from his business trip, a great deal of the snow had already melted away.
Of course, that much snow melting makes for quite a bit of water:
And mud:
And rivers (especially when you don’t have gutters…yet):
The bog’s too deep for me to refill the bird feeders:
The neighborhood birds…and our furbabies…are unsympathetic.