Yep that’s how much our last winter go around gave us…12 whole inches. Today the sky is blue and it’s warmer but guess what…we’re under another winter storm warning with another 6-12 inches of snow on the way. I finished my Yellowstone picture series and hoped to move onto something a little more spring like but apparently that’s not going to happen. I decided to take some more pictures and see what’s been sitting on my camera’s memory card. It started with sunsets in warmer weather. One change winter can’t stop is longer days bringing sunsets such as these. Seeing this makes my heart lift because there’s promise in it somehow. Cotton candy skies thrill me to no end. Sooner or later we’ll have pictures like this where there’s actual leaves on these trees. It was God’s mighty paint brush that painted this sky. Now the colors are all about white again…lots of white. Shoveling our way out over and over again is truly getting old. The days of drinking a nice coffee at this table a distant memory. Stepping into the backyard without concern with ice and snow…equally distant. Planting things to test my black thumb’s curse…not happening…winter is all about white but has a blacker thumb than I. There is a symmetry that appeals to the minimalist in me though . Winter grips the hand railing as hard as it grips our state right now. Sometimes I feel that winter has held us captive. It’s a good thing Sal has an indoor pool. Yesterday the wind added to our misery and drifted snow everywhere. I simply can’t imagine another 6-12 inches of snow on top of this. We had steps once…I think. Hey we have a deck…I wonder how you get to it. It’s like an enormous white desert out there. I think we’ve used this air conditioner before but I don’t think we’ll be using it again soon. Look, a snow gutter. Brown and white are the colors of winter around here…soon the brown will likely be buried. If wind comes with this next snow dumping I don’t know how we’ll get out.