I had a nice walk near the confluence of the Twisp and Methow Rivers last week. New snow blanketed the ground and the sun was shining brightly. Fortunately I remembered to bring some filters.
Yesterday was just lovely! Blue skies, new snow, sparkles everywhere. New snow makes the world seem fresh again.
The top of our Christmas tree. All flocked outside.
Crabapples
Maple seeds
Dry grass
Yarrow
Serviceberry and Patterson mountain
Mt Robinson and Goat Peak
Thee Isabella’s
Lookout Mtn
Six years dead and still standing. All of the others have fallen or broken.
Someone is due for a haircut.
Some Canada Geese flew overhead
Some days a person has to look harder to find the beauty.
Last night, Winthrop hosted its annual fireworks show for Christmas at the End of the Road. It was the only event of the weekend that did not get cancelled due to covid. We stayed home for the first time in thirteen years. I love the cold weather fireworks but with the very real threat of covid, I felt that it was a poor idea for the town to hold the event and I was not willing to risk it. They asked that spectators stay in their cars and I hope they did.
It came as a surprise to me that we could see and hear them from here! I guess we should have realized that. All these years, we have been leaving the dogs home so that they would not be bothered by them. Little did we know, they could see them too. This morning there were at least two reports of dogs gone missing during the show but I think both were reunited with their families.
They were not as large and impressive as being in town and there was a thin cloud in between here and town. It made the show a little more interesting.
Most years we head out in the forest with friends to find our Christmas trees but this year, it was just us. The road was covered in snow and we did not drive nearly as far into the forest as we have in the past. No point in trying to get stuck. Some people think that’s fun but not us! It did not take us long to find a nice Douglas fir that will grace our home for the holiday season. Of course, it was on the steepest hillside. The dogs and I trundled through the snow while Ken tied the tree to the top of the truck.
I think he meant for it to fall across the hill.
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