White Christmas

Sunday, 1:15 ish. Michigan. View of our backyard.
All of the snow from the past few days melted because it was a balmy 45 degrees. But then it got windy. And colder. And started to snow again.


An hour later.


Two hours later.


At 5 P.M. 4 inches of snow. It continued blowing and falling through the night.


"Nuh-uh! There's no way I'm going out there to do my business now!" Trinity said. Can't blame her.