Deep snow

It kept snowing all night and by the morning even Fomalhaut could no longer see out over the snow drift on our window sill. So he declared that he must get out to see that there still is such thing as outside.


The garden swing on our back yard is well padded - with snow!



The snowy forest is beautiful.





Fomalhaut: The snow is really too deep for me...



Fomalhaut: I can't get anywhere and I have snow in my boots.

Outsider: It was you who wanted to get off the plowed road. And I have snow in my boots, too. Even I sink up to my knees here.



Fomalhaut: I can't escape the snow even by climbing a tree - even the trees have a thick covering of snow!



Fomalhaut: Look! Animal tracks. I think this has been a squirrel.







Fomalhaut: The snow on this tree is really thick.











Fomalhaut: I found a tree that is small enough so that no snow stays on it!



Fomalhaut: But on the ground the snow is still too deep for me to get anywhere...











Even though it has been very cold, the winter swimmers' hole in the ice is open. They have some sort of contraption in there that stirs the water and keeps it moving so that the hole stays open so that they can swim all winter.