Snow when it clings to your nose and eyelashes . . .

Somehow I don't think this is exactly what Julie Andrews had in mind. This week there were days when the snow wouldn't just cling - it would glomb onto my nose, eyelashes and every other part of my face and hang on for dear life. Wet, sticky, globby snow just doesn't happen to be one of my favorite things - and I know it's not one of Yoshi's. He won't ever forgive me for making him walk in such conditions.

Saturday, Jan. 8:

J - 6

B - 4