Harrumph...!

After the snowfall made everything all pretty and white for Thanksgiving, the temperatures shot up to the 50s and melted every last flake except this..the remains of the drift made by shoveling a path to the patio door. How rude... We call these warm southern winds a Chinook. That same wind knocked all these dry pine needles down to further decorate the baby drift. Kind of an abstract snow sculpture, though.... :-)) Happy Thanksgiving!