My five-year-old brother informed my mother that when he is grown-up, and a pirate prince with cowboy boots and a sword, he is going to have "swashbucklin' deventures!" (That's "adventures," for those of you who don't speak Noah.)
I'm certain that he will.
I took many pictures of the pretty snow last week, but haven't yet edited them to my satisfaction. But, seeing as that may never happen and I will probably only post the pictures on Facebook, here is one picture that I'm rather proud of:
Portrait of a dismebered snowman. (Dismembered is the word I want, isn't it?) It would have been much more effective with a straggly scarf, stray pebble-eyes and a forlorn and broken carrot nose. :)