The snow kept coming down.
The snowshoes were calling out to us.
Stage Fort Park beckoned.
The pups (and us) needed some exercise.
The Jacques Pepin pot roast was bubbling away in the oven--to be served by candlelight at dusk.
The kitties were comfy indoors.
Six rented DVDs awaited us.
Dismantling the Xmas trees could wait another day.
The perfect holiday weekend Saturday a deux.