First Snow

It melted just moments after hitting the ground, but the icy tinkling sound was unmistakable. Perfect excuse to break out the hot chocolate; Lily likes to great the nutmeg. Luckily we just today got around to re-potting the butterfly plants to take them inside. Hopefully at least a few will survive the winter indoors. 

Here's our Dame Holda song:

Dame Holda shakes her bed like this - 

and the snow comes down, 

and the snow comes down. 

She fluffs up her pillows,

she shakes out her blankets, 

and the snow comes down, 

and the snow comes down.

It goes this way and that a-way

It goes this way and that a-way

It goes this way and that a-way

All through the town.