It finally has felt like winter this week. It snowed (not enough) and temperatures were below zero when we started out into the world the other morning. Shyla was overjoyed.
She loved sitting in the frost covered shrubs and then leaping out toward me.
Every twig was holding frost and snow.
And their snow would go "poof" into the air when someone touched it. That's why Shyla was so often covered in a dusting of snow.