Snow Frolicking

We just got back from a snowy weekend in Squaw Valley. Not falling snow, per se, but a lot more snow on the ground than they had last year (which was NONE).

I love Tatum's black fur against white snow. He loves trying to lick snow.

That marks the end of winter for us, as it is already spring in our neighborhood. High of 75 today. Flowers blooming everywhere. Sun, sun, sun. Didn't feel like we had much winter to speak of, but it is hard to argue with the beauty of spring.

Onward and upward, I guess...