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This post is mostly for my husband and his brother who are visiting their folks on the east coast. They have missed the best snow of the winter. And of course, the shoveling that goes along with it. Three feet of powder snow has fallen since Ken left here a week ago. Hard to believe.
Where’s that plow guy?
We have a trail here. Somewhere.
There’s the site of Burning Fish, just 25 days ago.
What’s scary about this image is that none of the snow has slid off the roof. Yet.
Icicles
Bird tracks on the deck
More icicles
Winter reflections
Mourning Dove
Downy Woodpecker
Ahhh, the compost bin
Pretty
Some days are better than others. Most days are good but some are really better. Today the sun came out after days of new snow falling. The sun revealed things we could not see with the gray light of snowfall. What a change! My friend and I went skiing at the Chickadee trails near Sun Mountain and while the trails are a little slow from all the new snow, the sunshine and blue skies and gorgeous landscapes all around us made it seem perfect.
After fresh snowfall, you have to watch out for those dumps from the big trees! They can bury you if your timing is bad. Or maybe you will just get a touch of the frozen fairy dust sparkles on your face.
I have not seen or even heard any Northern Pygmy Owls this winter and I mentioned it to my friend who said she hadn’t seen any as well. Much to my surprise, I spotted one on the Sunnyside trail on this bush maybe only six or seven feet above my head!
Sharing chocolate
Living in the Methow is the best.
You’re probably tired of snowy activities by now. It’s a fact. People should not live here if they don’t enjoy playing in the snow. And now, it’s perfect. Deep and fluffy. I said that recently, didn’t I? Well, it still is and more is coming down. So in between sessions shoveling snow, a person has got to have some fun. And so does the dog.
Our house sits a ways up a steep hill with a bench down below. When the snow is soft like this, it is a perfect sledding hill. It starts out with a short steep drop off, the scariest part, and then glides down through the bitterbrush to the bench. Of course, the bitterbrush can be an obstacle as well. Last year, the challenge was to get to the edge of the bench. I think today I went farther than anyone did last year! More than halfway across the bench. I tried once more but crashed in the bitterbrush. The hard part is the climb back up the hill pulling the sled. That’s the exercise part of the fun.
Luna is thinking, ‘ are you sure about this?’
Part way across the bench at the bottom
Again? You’re going to do that again?
It’s a long ways back up the hill
Look at how much further I went!
That was fun. You know, you are starting resemble me. Are you going to fix dinner now?
In case you are concerned, Luna doesn’t ride in the sled. She runs at full speed behind me.
Some people’s trucks live outside. Probably most of them. Hi ho Silver, my car, is spoiled, living in a garage. Looking at other people’s cars and trucks, it’s obvious that they are out there, in the elements, all the time. Silver, comes and goes, into the warm, well not really warm by my standard, but certainly warmer than outside, while other cars and trucks sit outside, day and night, through sub zero temperatures, big snow falls and occasional ice storms, thawing and freezing, and the occasional leaf fall.
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