Here is where you can find Harper. 99% of the time. Like right now. She refuses to come in because she loves it so much. We're actually getting a little concerned about frost-bitten paws, but I've tried every trick I can think of and can't catch her.
Early this morning. Chris says we're not allowed to get more snow until drifts melt. Shh...don't tell him we're expecting more this weekend.
And, me trying to prove I did something. See? Snowy mittens and wet jeans. Gotta count for something. ;)