Well, with the remnants of Winter Storm Ion still present, Winter Storm Nika paid us a visit and her stay began last night. This morning, as she left, she left us with fresh coat, not coating, but coat of snow.
The front door view getting ready to find the morning paper. (We didn’t)
The drifts are wonderfully fine pieces of art sculpted by the wind
I trekked to the top of the snow pile, present almost since the beginning of the year, at the corner of our cul-de-sac and street to take this picture. The pile is probably 5 to 6 feet (1.5 to 1.8 meters) high… for now.
Going up and coming down our local Mount Everest, I stepped into places which swallowed at least one leg and brought me to one knee a couple of times…
Another fine piece of winter art!
Well, no cooking out today… and with the price of propane… probably not for a while… although with me, one never knows!
The rose bush is probably slumbering soundly But in a month? Six weeks?
Wind Window Art
Neither sleet nor rain nor….
That poor light… it has spent most of 2014 covered in white
A common spill in the entry way this time of year…
And the cat? She knew a good thing when my sons and I first laid eyes on her over six years ago at the animal shelter!