On the Very Last Day of the Year

We are covered in white...glorious white.  Notice my tiny greenhouse right there, all tucked in for winter.  

Day before yesterday, it snowed and snowed, and then we got a little more.  

No pictures of this, but at one point I called shotgun to ride along with Henri.  It was the first time I had ever been inside a truck while it rammed a 4 ft. snow bank.   For that I was not prepared.  Surprisingly (to me), after the initial jolt I found it rather exhilarating.  Who knew!

A feathered friend we met during today's walk.  

Here is the street view of how winter changed up my kitchen window box.  Getting dark...time to go inside.

My shop, Frenchman's Bay Tea Co., is officially closed for the season.  This is how it looked last night at sunset.

We decided to let the snow pile up over there.  For now, it will serve as a dreamy white winter wonderland, where the focus of my many thoughts and dreams for it will await in anticipation of a spring reopening!  Wishing everyone a safe and very blessed New Year!   

               
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And for some reason before I go to bed tonight as I look out my window, I want to end the year with this quote from John Irving's The Cider House Rules.

  "Goodnight all you Princes of Maine, all you Kings of New England."