President's Day dawns (February 15, 2021)

The north wind blew snow onto the front porch.  Tom placed a caution cone on our icy front steps.  It was a postal holiday so we didn't get to find out if "Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays these couriers from the swift completion of their appointed rounds."

Six inches fell at Austin Bergstrom International Airport.  Probably close to that at our house?

Sleeping in on a below freezing morning after 16 hours at work on Sunday.  Tom, that is.  Zephyr put in her regular checking out the yard and house day on Sunday.  But she cat naps, of course.

Nine degrees and sunny at 7 a.m.

Eleven degrees on the front porch.

The view from our bedroom window.

I simply don't like to wear shoes.  Stood barefoot on the front porch to take photos.

Snow on the deck.  Tom covered the greenhouses with tarps on Sunday.  Hopefully the space heaters will keep the inside above freezing for our tomatoes, basil, strawberries, snapdragons, pansies, and more.

View from one kitchen window.

View from the other kitchen window. See Einar's footprints in the snow?  He was headed for the gap in the fence.