We were all surprised one week after my arrival in Maryland by one of the most impressive snowfalls in recent memory. It gave a traditional touch to the season. Fortunately, it occurred on a Sunday. Most people did not have to go to work and schools were closed. Trying to get anywhere by car would have been practically impossible.
Many neighborhoods were like ours; everyone helped dig everyone else out once the snow stopped falling ... the mood was relaxed and we all had a good time chatting and renewing contact with one another. The neighbor children, of course, all happily brought out sleds, going up and down the small hills nearby with such energy that it was exhausting to watch .
The visiting with neighbors is something that we don't do often enough and we always wonder why because it's so enjoyable ... before we return to our usual lifestyles. HWMBO took his turn with the snow shovel and yes, I did my share too.
It was cold enough that the snow lasted several days. But when relatively warm weather returned, the snowmelt caused flooding and the Little Patuxent River, generally a small brook where it runs behind our house, turned into a torrent. Fortunately, even during hurricanes, the protected wetlands nearby absorb the overflow.
The wetlands, sandwiched between the highway and the rear of our development, support an amazing amount and variety of wildlife species, given that we are in a major metropolitan area. I love to walk through the area and always see something interesting, although it was much too wet and muddy to walk there for most of my visit this time. I have seen deer, beaver, and tons of gray squirrels, of course, in my very superficial visits. I have also have spotted sparrows, robins, cardinals, blue jays, orioles and, on occasion, a very graceful blue heron in addition to the ducks, swans and Canadian geese that live in the small lake nearby. During my last couple visits, I noticed that quite a few trees had been felled by the beavers who appear to be thriving and, in general, doing what beavers do. On one memorable occasion some years ago, I saw a pair of red foxes. They melted back into the morning mist, leaving me breathless with the beauty of the moment.


LumberJax, Big T and Artist Sis, relaxing for a few moments as they prepare to open gifts. Yes, it is hard work.
The star attraction, Prince Tyger (Baby Grandson), ignoring the "grown-ups" as he maneuvers his brand-new fire truck around the room. He hasn't yet realized that he's actually supposed to get inside it and drive. But he has the sound effects down pat.
Artist Sis with Healer Sis, with someone other than an angel giving Healer Sis an inverted halo.

The "Hostess with the Mostest,'" Momma D, sharing a glass of wine with her Big Sis B before serving dinner to at least 35 people.


Sweet K (#1 Daughter), with SO S, and Big J (#1 Step), sharing a quiet moment before things get too lively and the food service begins.


The aftermath: Momma D in front of her "Tupperware Hellhole," preparing to box up the leftovers!
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