Today we went to Prospect Bay, and when you are on the edge of the Atlantic Ocean, and there is a good wind whipping through and there's a windchill and you're on top of a bunch of rocks - the end of your nose can start to feel like it's starting to swell up after awhile.
Daisy did NOT seem to notice though.
On the way back to the car though, Buttercup started giving me some pretty hairy eyeballs when I stopped to take a couple pictures of the rocks that had a lot of ice on it. I had unfortunately forgotten her arctic fleece coat at home. She was not amused.
The little village of Prospect Bay looked pretty bleak today.
Rocks and ice. bbrrrr.