This week brought the first significant snow accumulation we’ve seen in this area for several years. Today’s soft flakes fell throughout the day, coating the ground with a thick, soft blanket of white.
It’s a rare thing for me to spend hours outside in subfreezing, snowy weather. What it takes for me is a dog that loves the snow. (And two layers of long underwear, jeans, two fleece jackets, a heavy coat with a hood. 3 layers of socks, winter boots, thick gloves, a warm hat, and a wool scarf.)
The snow was calling for Gracie.
So, in the afternoon, Gracie and I walked to nearby Wilson Farm Park. I typically keep her on a leash in the park (it’s a rule), but with the exception of one wacky guy out there running in shorts, we saw no other people and no other dogs. So, I let Gracie off her leash. From the moment I released her, she sprinted – to romp, race, poke, dig, sniff, and roll in the snow. We trekked all through the park, forming fresh tracks everywhere we went. Gracie was exhilarated.
By the time we arrived back home, Gracie had thick clumps of ice caked on her paws, all four of her legs. her snout, and her belly. (I used warm water to remove all of the ice.)
The noodle has a new nickname now when we’re on these jaunts: Icicle-face.
Raising Gracie 
Great photos – you look cold but Gracie looks like she’s having fun.
The photos of Gracie in the snow are excellent!
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