
It was our first snow storm of the season, and to show the contrast, here are some photos. The first shows Mistress last summer, absorbing some rays on our patio. (You can also see my rather sketchy effort to stucco the wall, but rest assured it looks better now). I might add that by the time we returned to River City, those tan lines were hard to discern.

While all that new powder will be fun on the mountain, driving up the canyon to enjoy it would probably be a challenge this morning.
So instead, SLave listened in on a long business call while Mistress worked on her computer in our toasty bed.
We've been talking about whether slave will "work from home" once I retire from my permanent gig. Mistress already uses a home office for her business. We discovered one advantage of both of us working from home at about 9 am this morning. We both set aside our work projects for a "sex break".
While I was up to early and on the phone for our typical wake up sex, this could be a nice change of pace.
"It's better than a coffee break, Mistress", I added as we snuggled after the action was concluded.
"It definitely has it's advantages, slave."
Of course, now I need another cup of coffee.