Last night we had a spectacular light show, with rain and hail. This morning, we woke to snow upon the mountains.
I took a stroll outside and picked up torpid grasshoppers for Bushwhack The Flying Squirrel's dining pleasure. She was very pleased with her cold breakfast. Nailah had to be satisfied with the lovely view.
Who can fail to be enchanted by the timeless beauty of the clouds as they caress the mountains?
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