My New View, Part Deux

 

I’m slightly obsessed with water views.

Probably because I grew up in a house with unobstructed ocean views.  I had no idea how special this was until I moved away–and lived in a succession of homes with less than stellar views.

I don’t have ocean views at my new place, but the view I have is pretty wonderful–I see mountains!

I find myself wandering to the window to look at “my” mountains throughout the day.  (They’re constantly changing.)  I’m even looking forward to seeing them dusted with snow come winter.  I’ve never anticipated winter with anything other than dread, so this is huge!

I see mountains!

Old Man Winter

Old Man Winter’s here with a vengeance.

It’s especially cruel after the mild sunny weather we’ve just enjoyed.  I thought spring had arrived, and then…this happened.

How am I supposed to explain to an aging Chihuahua that she’s going to have slog through snow drifts up to her chin???

So…Who Turned on the Winter???

I was hoping to take some photos of the light dusting of snow on the mountains.

Although I’m vehemently anti-snow, I can admit it has a certain beauty…when viewed from a great distance.

Wouldn’t you know it–it began snowing lightly when I embarked on my picture-taking walkabout.  The mountains were totally obscured by clouds.  I was cold and damp; the pin of my Remembrance Day poppy poking me in the neck  because I’d zipped my jacket so high.

Don’t even ask about my Chihuahua, who was wearing a heavy sweater under her new winter jacket.  (She waddled like a Butterball Turkey on its way to market!)

This is winter on the Coast.