a {real} long cold messy week

Finally, I'm joining with Rosie (and Leila, who's still out of power, I guess) for {pretty, happy, funny, real}; I'm grateful they keep this open through Sunday every week.

I went outside to try and photograph the piles of brush in front of everyone's homes, waiting for pickup. I found a {pretty}

these lovely fir tree cones.  I don't know my firs - I don't think they're pine cones, though.

During the heavy snows of last weekend, my brother's creation got a big limb dropped on top of it

but we're {happy} because he got it off of there, and the shed isn't damaged.

I don't have a {funny} - if I knew a good joke, this would be the place to tell it, but I don't know too many jokes.  And there is nothing funny about this storm and its aftermath.

The {real} -

and this was the best I could do. It's not so easy to capture how it really appears to see these long stretches of brush all along the roadside.  I'm not so good at taking pictures in bright sun - can't really see what I've done till I'm inside!

If I take any more, I'll add them.  Thanks, Rosie!  Hoping to hear from your mother soon, too.

* our front yard - and I expect it to increase!