Where's Henry?

Henry wanted to explore the frosty jungle of the wee meadow.  He told me not to worry as he had on his boots, a hat and a scarf.  He thought he could hide amongst the grasses, but I didn't have the heart to tell him it was easy to spot him standing on the leaf.  The western states are getting buried in snow.  Up to 5 feet in some areas.  I hope it stays there and doesn't come east!  (Beulah's book is proceeding well.)