Saturday, December 30

We woke up to a frigid Maine morning – minus 21 degrees at the coldest.

I went outside after it had warmed a few degrees to capture a few photos.

A picnic at their outside table did not look inviting. (We were home only a few days when Diane sent us another picture of this table – after another foot of snow.)

The porch rocking chair did not look inviting either.

Nor could we talk anyone into grilling a meal for us.

Remember their beautiful raised garden boxes from this past summer. They are now mere lumps in the yard.

The beautiful bushes are now glistening under ice and snow.

It is no wonder we spent all day inside – visiting and playing games.

Diane taught us a new game – that we enjoyed – and played several times throughout the day.