The New Year, The First Snow

Even my jumbled pile of snow gear seems like a fresh challenge.

Since December, we have pinned together gloves, searched for the long lost boot, and grown out of snowsuits. I'm saving those, so little worn, to hand down year by year.

Just when the Lands End catalog starts tempting, a last-minute thrift stop turned up boots and snow bibs on clearance for $2.50.

Right on time for our half-inch blizzard!

(Above, pottery hen nests in a red berry wreath on the outdoor table.)