Last Thursday it began to snow here. By Friday morning my little table and chairs on the kitchen deck had collected a lovely pillow of snow and the surrounding landscape was blanketed with white and every dark branch was outlined in snow.

Saturday it continued to snow and snow. The snowflakes floated gently down from the sky with no wind to interrupt the soft snow building up on trees and bushes and roofs and walls and my little table and chairs.

By Sunday it stopped and began to warm up. And today the snow has melted on the table and chairs, the trees are no longer outlined in white and our winter wonderland has almost vanished.