It is still snowing in Utah. Ugh. I am not a fan of the snow. I can say and often do, "I hate snow!" However, this morning it was Christmas card pretty. Chester and I walk every morning as soon as I wake and he convinces me I want to get out of bed. I am a morning person, so generally between 3:00 and 4:00 we are out wandering around in the dark.
The snow was a very wet snow and the gutters were full. We wandered over to the park and to Chester's suprise and delight the bog was a rushing river. He was so happy to splash about and explore the newness. I could hear ducks, somewhere in the bog. Generally the ducks and geese are over on the river, but a couple must have come exploring and decided to stay for the night. I convinced Chester that the quacking sound he REALLY, REALLY wanted to explore, was a fearsome beast who was best left alone.
It was a magical morning.