Freezing temPURRatures have prevented Dante from going outside for several days. As well, the back deck had been piled high with snow. With a temPURRary lull in the cold, however, Dante could go back out there to assess the state of the garden.
"Daddy shovelled the deck just fur me!", says Dante.
"But he didn't shovel the whole back yard".
"There's nothin' but white as far as I can see!"
"But with the deck benches cleared, I can still sit in front of my favourite tree."
"I think the tree looks kinda nice with snow on it, don't you?"
"But still I dream of Spring ...
... when da leaves come out again ...
... and the grasses are green!
"If you think hard enough, you can even see it in your mind!"
"Ah, the best is yet to be ..."