Dead of Winter in Little River

Once again we find ourselves on the receiving end of abounding generosity as we spend our time, not on the boat, but at Crawford's comfortable, elegant "beach house" (as misleading a moniker as "pool house" is for our temporary Baytown abode).  This was not our intention; we were eager to spend some quality weeks in our natural home, our boat, but were dissuaded for two reasons:
     1.  It's cold and, since we winterized our boat, we have no water aboard.
     2.  Leigh Jones, all-purpose boat-worker guy, who has been working on Second Fantasy since we left here, is not finished, and she is still torn up, hardly habitable.  And we keep giving him more tasks to accomplish.

Winter Storm
It hit last night, and its effects should persist for about 48 hours; we won't be leaving the house for a couple of days.  Pavement surfaces are slick with ice.

 Looking down at the neighbors' place from the second floor.

Currently uninviting back porch on second floor.

Looking toward the front of the house from the street

Walkway toward the water

We're talkin' real snow here, the kind that will last for a couple of days.

We have electricity and water and plenty of provisions; we're good.


Crawford's Beach House

 Yes, we're doing fine.

These were taken yesterday, before the storm hit last night.