Briefly, Foxy had a moment of enjoying playing snow dog. The white specks are snow, btw.
Bordering the fence, the reds are getting covered by the whites. You can barely see the Talkeetnas in the distance, if at all. Foxy was still playing snow dog and, in fact, decided it'd be a good time to go visit the neighbors, so I was glad I'd put on my boots instead of just sneakers to hurry and snag her.
However, you'll notice which of us was smart enough to be the first to head to the relative warmth and dryness of the garage?
A couple days ago....
A couple days ago, one remaining flower
Snowflakes on the same flower
Betty's spruce tree and a few more shots below.