After numerous times this winter of hearing the weatherman tell us we might get snow and nothing ever happened, last night we kind of laughed off all predictions of the white stuff. After all, we got through December, January and February without much more than a few flakes, so the first of March would seem pretty safe, right?
Wrong! The joke was on us when we got up this morning and there was snow swirling around in gusty winds, and even a layer of snow on the ground. Amazing!
Church services and other Sunday activities screeched to a halt as closing after closing scrolled by on the tv and computer screens. The animals hunkered down in their sheds, not sure what to make of so much white stuff carried around in wicked gusts of wind.
The sheep, being the hardy souls they are and protected by a nice layer of insulating wool, were the first to stir out of their shed once the weather cleared a little.
A few of the guineas also ventured out, though the strong wind made things a little precarious. This guinea was hanging on for dear life while the fence swayed back and forth.
After fixing some blueberry muffins for breakfast, I got on my layers of winter clothing and ventured out into the cold, cruel world. Once all the animals had feed, hay and water, I figured Toby and I needed to take a walk in the woods while we had an opportunity to take pictures of so much snow.
Now I’m sure our northern neighbors are rolling their eyes at my definition of “so much snow”, but remember, it’s all relative! And to us, this much snow is relatively lots!
We walked back to the creek first thing.
From there, I looked across at the neighbors woods. It was obvious to see which way the wind had been blowing from the snow plastered on the sides of the trees.
The snowy creek banks lent a bit of softness to the scene we don’t often see.
It didn’t last long however. It had obviously stopped snowing by the time I went out walking, and by the time Toby and I got out of the woods the sun was shining brightly. There was a hawk flying high overhead enjoying the better weather. (At least I suppose it would rather have sunny skies, but maybe it was just looking for dinner.)
The daffodils in the yard were in the shade and still surrounded by snow.
Now when I look out the windows, I see bright sunshine, and just a few little patches of snow left behind here and there in the shade.
Mother Nature’s snowy joke didn’t last long!