We don’t get snow often in the Pacific Northwest and when we do, it’s exciting, sometimes scary, and always pretty. Flakes started teasing us around 10 a.m. and started finally sticking just after dark.

Every time we thought maybe it had stopped, we only had to look out at our neighbor’s house. Nope, still going.

And in the morning, this is what greeted us.

The Feral Shelters are both under the back deck this winter and both have warming mats inside. One of the neighbor cats resides in one almost every day/night and the other sometimes houses his sister or a smaller, quiet raccoon that visits occasionally.

Though we don’t feed the raccoons anymore, our yard remains a thoroughfare from the fields, greenspace and creek to the rest of the neighborhood where all those outside cat and dog food bowls are waiting for the masked bandits to sneak a bite or two. We didn’t see any when we put the feral food out in the feeding stations at dawn. The prints had iced over meaning those pudgy raccoons were already long gone.

Lastly, we’ve developed the habit of leaving some Christmas lights up, only white or blue ones, after the holidays in the off chance we might get snow. We think LED lights look so pretty against the white and some of our neighbors agree, though most of them don’t leave theirs up long after New Year’s Day. Notice we said most. Yeah, still looking and shaking our heads at that somewhat saggy, 8-foot tall Scooby Doo that inflates up the street every evening around 6, because what says “Happy February 6th!” better than that?

Inside, apparently, the only ones excited about the snow were us. Who could be bothered by some puffy white stuff falling from the sky when a nap on a puffy comforter under a fleecy blue blanket is clearly, time much better spent?

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A Colehaus Cats flashback:

2018 – No post
2017 – Sunny Sunny
2016 – No post
2015 – Done with Winter
2014 – No post
2013 – Quint’s Spring 2013 painting process
2012 – I tell ya, I’m just exhausted!