After Mother Nature unleashed her latest fury, we are once again left growling and scowling, just like this pup, who, despite his fur-trimmed parka and snazzy, Nordic-inspired sweater coat, cannot shake his hangdog look. Well, this big guy looks about as happy as you and me as we ventured out this bitter cold morning. We are inching ever closer to matching the record snowfall of 93.6 inches, from way back in the Winter of 1880-81; right now we’ve had 83.7 inches of snow and need 10 more inches to crow about the snowiest Winter on record. In the mailbox today I received two flower catalogs, one from Wayside Gardens advertising their colorful perennials, and the other from Jackson & Perkins touting their favorite roses and the 2014 introductions. It’s doggone difficult to think flowers with a snow-covered landscape and bitter cold temps. Well, no more perennials or rose bushes for this gardener anyway. I’ve asked them to stop sending them to me and put them on my “Catalog Choice” list to stop the catalogs, but they keep coming. These two entities are the only hangers-on from the deluge of catalogs that landed in my mailbox daily. I’m not a tree hugger, but I’m trying to save the trees. This little dog will be happy for more trees; perhaps he will smile more then and not look so gRUFF. The downside to more trees though is more yellow snow.