When I was a kid, nothing thrilled us more than the words, ‘Snow Day.’ To my recollection, there weren’t that many, as it had to be a big storm to cancel school, not like today when even a couple inches could result in the day being called.
We gathered around, eagerly listening to the local radio station announcing cancellations, hoping the day would be called. If it wasn’t, we grudgingly had to prepare to meet the bus. If school was cancelled, there was a whoop of delight and either we would head back to bed or prepare for a day of sledding, snowman building and snow angel creating before returning wet and bedraggled to enjoy a warming cup of soup or hot cocoa.
These days, I don’t have to catch a bus or drive to a job, so I can hum the song, “Let it Snow” as I gaze out at the accumulating inches while enjoying a cup of tea. Shoveling will have to be done at the end of the storm, but until that time comes, we’ll enjoy a snowshoe walk in this winter wonderland to enjoy the silence and beauty a blanket of snow brings.WPC: Silence
I’ve added another couple photos to show the continual changes that happen in winter around these parts.
The slideshow illustrates how things can change dramatically at our waterfall in winter. Last Thursday the temperatures rose a little above freezing reaching the mid-30s F, after weeks of icy temperatures. Then came heavy rain on Friday with a high of 48F, clearing on Saturday with temperatures dropping rapidly to below freezing within hours.
The last photo shows two days of frigid temps solidifying the stream and waterfall again. It is a beautiful sight. Snow is forecast this afternoon, so the view will change once again. The vagaries of winter, indeed.
Things can change dramatically over three consecutive days at our waterfall. Thursday the temperatures rose a little above freezing reaching the mid-30s F. Then came heavy rain on Friday with a high of 48F, clearing on Saturday with temperatures dropping rapidly to below freezing within hours. Now we’re back to frigid temperatures in the teens. The vagaries of winter.
The second stem of my Hippeastrum ‘Apple Blossom’ bloomed beautifully with the sun glittering upon its spun sugar petals and illuminating its lovely green throat. Such a delight on a cold winter’s day.