Many times in winter we get a gentle covering of snow. An accumulation over a period of time gently settling on the land. A quiet, peaceful almost serene event.
Leaving behind a world of white, a crisp silence highlighted by the sparkle of frost. Everything glows and glimmers. A world of prisms and light.
On the upswing I just heard on the radio that the groundhog didn't see his shadow today so that means an early spring. Yeah right!!
It is Wednesday about noon. As of yet we have not heard the road grader. It may take several days for the road to be passable. The temperature is hovering at a balmy 14 with a wind chill of about 7 below. O Wise One, Baby O and I take turns at shoveling to at least be able to get out of the house and go take care of the animals.
See ya all again about June or when it thaws.
Shoveling in The Holler
The Canned Quilter