Only Basil would crave a cold beer in the middle of a blizzard.
This photo was taken in March 2003. Basil is standing in the middle of the street in front of our house (those are our neighbors’ homes behind him).
I don’t know about you, but I find that seeing the chilly scenery is refreshing given the heat and humidity we’ve had these past few weeks.
He’s here rewarding himself after digging out from the knee-deep white stuff. (I promise, Catherine and I helped, too.)
Those who know him can attest that Basil has never met a beer he didn’t like.
In fact, this may have also been the year our snowman gripped a can of beer.
That’s a picture for another post.