Last Gasp Of Winter

 

We got a bit of snow last night.  Not enough to get out the plow  In fact it is already melting.

 

It was warm enough that the cat wanted to go outside.  And then he didn't.  And then he did.  The whole Door Into Summer that Heinlein wrote about.

 

It is currently 39° and Rhett has a fur coat so I finally just shut the door behind him and finished my coffee.

I DON'T have a fur coat.

Closed For the Winter

 

This is why I closed the B&B for the winter.  You don't know weeks in advance, when bookings are made, what the weather may be.

We didn't want guests to be unable to get up the drive.

 

And breakfast on the screened porch looks like it might be a bit nippy.

 

The cat doesn't seem to mind.  But he has a fur coat!