Our backyard is in the process here of being covered by the first snowstorm of winter.
While Kathy and our daughter-in-law, Meredith, wait at the end of the driveway, Tim drives up to carry them to the airport. Tim and Mere are going to Florida. Kathy returned with their car; we'll freeze while they enjoy the beach and Disney world. On the plus side, we're having a long-desired wood stove installed Monday, so I guess we won't exactly freeze. But we won't be getting a tan any time soon.
Note the slender scooter path in the driveway. That's for when the sun melts the snow and ice on the roads.
Tim and I pose with a Christmas present from my youngest son - a picture of my favorite cartoon character: Foghorn Leghorn, autographed by the "voice" of the big chicken.
For those not familiar with Mr. Leghorn, please listen to the following, my all-time favorite cartoon quote.
Tim's impression of "Okay, I'll shut up ...!"
And Tim's impression of the innocent little boy, which he's performed since childhood.