There's a fresh  blanket of snow on the ground.  I don't think I ever get tired of seeing it.  I made a rather large snow angel the other night and remembered why mostly kids do it.  It's because the snow sticks to you and you become a big, soggy, cold mess.  It was pretty cool, however. 

I had a "maybe" success with the acrylics yesterday.  It's been difficult because i've never really used them and they either dry too fast or too slow and don't blend well at all.  I haven't gone downstairs to look yet.  Usually I make a deal with myself that I can't go look at the work until I get my work out clothes on and go down to exercise.  God, I hate to exercise, but seeing the painting is pretty tempting.