Last week we got hit with the second major winter storm in less than a week.
I needed help on this one. So I called Al. A couple of hours later, he showed up as he had promised.
That four-wheel drive truck will push a lot of snow. And it did!
I’m grateful for a reliable backup at times like this. Also grateful for good friends.
Snow drifts can be whimsical.
Interesting, but not really whimsical.
For whimsy, you must look at from a new, dare I say “negative,” point of view.
That what we were looking for!
Shadow on snow are also interesting. I love the way they “flow” with the landscape.
Other worldly?
I darkened the tree to add to the fun. Here’s another.
This is my favorite. Not much flat land around here.
Most of the time, life is all about how you look at it. Would you agree?
I had a number of captions for this photo:
Sylvia, mail in hand
The first was, “Walking in a Winter Wonderland.” We’re not necessarily feeling that way after the second big snowfall in less than a week. When we were teens, Chubby Checker hit the charts with, “I’m Walking.”
How about, “Neither snow nor rain nor heat nor gloom of night stays this woman from getting her mail.” (She already has her male.) Yes, I think I like that one.
Do you have a better caption for this image?
Last week’s snow disappeared over the weekend. Somebody must have been unhappy and arranged to have replacement snow flakes shipped in by express air delivery.
Tuesday morning snow
I think we’ve got more than replacement–we’ve also got supplement.
It continued all day
It was a good day to stay inside and listen to the scanner, read, surf the web and watch a bit of TV. What do you do on a day like this?
Orion hunts the winter sky
Winter
Hunter stalks the sky
The icy winds chill my bones
My heart longs for spring
On days like this, I remember how nice it was to live in a land where palm trees grow. Nevertheless, I am content to be here safe in the midst of the storm.
This is leap year. Today is February 29. This will be the longest year (by one day) in the four year cycle.
Today is my sister, Clara, and her hubby Rick’s sixth anniversary. That’s right. They’ve been married 24 years. Because they are special, they wanted their anniversary to be special. They are and it is.
I had been thinking about the US presidential cycle taking place during leap years. Isn’t election year long enough? I want to take a nap now. Please wake me up around Thanksgiving.
I slept through sunrise, but our neighbors (Curt and Meghan) were up and at ’em.
Their picture. Their house.
Meghan posted this today. It is so strikingly beautiful that I had to share it with you. In our neighborhood, this day is filled with sunshine and blue skies. I hope yours is too.
Wednesday morning
SNOW
Silently they fall
Diamonds sent from up on high
Beauty in the air
Snow fall increased
The wind blew
Thursday morning
I looked out the window and saw two, three . . . four . . . no, five. Count them. Five deer.
Do you see all five?
In previous years, that would not be unusual, but disease and a particularly brutal winter (not this one) have taken a severe toll on our deer population. It was a surprise to see this many. They acted very nervous. They must have seen me move in the window.
Exit. Stage left
The two on my right started to move. The rest soon followed. The one on the far left was a straggler, but was soon putting the motivator into high gear.
Hey guys, wait for me!
Then they were gone.
Last Thursday night, our sleep was uneasy. Sylvia and I could hear the howling winds that buffeted our house. We took comfort in the steel roof that covers the old asphalt shingles. (We’ve had them blown off before.)
Friday mid-afternoon while the wind continued unabated, the power went out, but was restored in a few seconds. Then shortly before 4 PM, the power went off and stayed off. About 20 seconds later, our emergency power generator turned on and we had electricity again.
I went online to the power company website and saw that our area had already been reported without power. By bedtime, the website estimated that power would be restored by Sunday . . . 6 PM.
Friday night, strong winds continued to shake our house. After the previous night, we slept better . . . if only because we were so tired.
Saturday morning, the power company website still estimated Sunday 6 PM for power restoration to our neighborhood. Several additional areas in our vicinity were now reported as being without power.
That morning as I did a visual inventory of our property, I was looking for wind damage. Lots of small branches littered the ground. That’s not unusual. It happens every winter.
Then, I saw a downed tree. With camera in hand, I went to access damage.
The stump is a bit over six-feet high.
The main trunk was mostly dead wood. I found a better angle to document the incident.
Pity that it didn’t break into “stove lengths.”
Power was restored around 3 PM on Saturday. Color us happy campers.
Next step is to contact the tree service. Unfortunately, Mike’s phone is “temporarily out of service.”