Injury, meet insult. Just as we finished clearing up a bit from the damage of our recent heavy snow storm, it began snowing and blowing again on Sunday afternoon. The snow and freezing temperatures are predicted to continue all week with slight breaks for sleet and freezing rain. Record low temperatures included an eight degree reading in some parts of town. We lucked out at only 21. There will be a lot of plants that don't make it this year and perhaps a few survival surprises. Enough of that. Let's just walk it off.
On Saturday, we ventured out on foot. People were in a jovial mood and everyone we met struck up a conversation. (Must have been non-gardeners.)
Interesting to see but I'm grateful that I don't have to try and drive on our un-plowed or sanded roads.
My niece's husband is working in Barrow, Alaska, the northernmost point of that state (up there with Greenland and northern Canada) and it's been warmer there than it is here.
On Saturday, we ventured out on foot. People were in a jovial mood and everyone we met struck up a conversation. (Must have been non-gardeners.)
The snow missing on the glass room is where part of the maple fell.
Old homes look picturesque in the snow.
Interesting to see but I'm grateful that I don't have to try and drive on our un-plowed or sanded roads.
My niece's husband is working in Barrow, Alaska, the northernmost point of that state (up there with Greenland and northern Canada) and it's been warmer there than it is here.
Skiers in the park.
Glad we weren't walking under this when it fell.
A few frigid camellias for Valentine's Day.
It's as cold as a witch's...well, you know. We had a good laugh with the family building these.
We went to the local market to pick up a few things (among which was not a fat pig.) Then home again, home again, jiggety jig.
Oh spring, come soon! Happy Valentines Day all.