Corey and I went for a little walk around our neighborhood Sunday afternoon to explore our new snow world. I was surprised by how rural and out-of-the-way it looks with snow everywhere.
The titular duck pond, frozen over.
I'm glad I don't live in Minnesota.
The 'burbs.
Some brave souls sledding.
Attention, all the funemployed: the Christmas tree farm is now hiring.
I can't decide if the giant cut-out Asian Santa at the Christmas tree farm is amazing or just a tiny bit terrifying.
Lots of snow-covered groves of trees and forest in the neighborhood.
What were these? Deer prints? Paw prints of a weird-footed dog? Shoe prints of a little kid wearing a really weird shoe? A disoriented peccary?
A picturesque holly from the Aquifoliaceae family.
You are not supposed to eat the snow.
I thought the sky looked really pretty when I took this photo. It's of the onion field near our house.
Walking home on the Narnia-like pathway.
Duck pond minus the likely very surprised and perturbed ducks.
Duck pond estates.
View from the living room window.
