Sunday, March 8, 2015

THEE LAST BIG SNOW?

We all hope so. Nine inches on top of the thirty on the ground (in the deeper parts of the yard). Powder. Very pretty. Temperatures are expected to stay in the forties for the week of March 8th. These pictures were taken on the fifth. I want to see some green other than the weekend golf matches on the TeeVee.

A wintah Wundahland.

 Fresh snow makes the dwawgs frisky.

 Speckiesaurus attacks Marleyodon. Rowr.
 
 Oh no! The dreaded Cheeriosaur intervenes with murderous consequences!
 
 And she gets hers

 The canyons deepen

 The Group Yew in snow. Good thing it's powder.

 Deeper and deeper
 

The truck gets a Mohawk

 Very few went to work this day. The snow was underlain by ice.


Bye-bye snow. I hope I hope I hope.
I wonder how the daffodils are going to come up through the five feet on the side of the road.

5 comments:

  1. Oh my word. We lived in New Hampshire once. This is what a bad winter there looked like. I thought Connecticut was not so severe. I hope you are finished with the snow, now.

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    1. We hope you are right, Lisa. And they're importing snow to Alaska for the Big Dwawg Race. They can have all they want of mine. It might be that warming temperatures are bringing us more moisture in the winter, or this might be a cyclical thing. Either way, we're anticipating the normal follow-up season to The Snow Season; Mud Season. This one should be a good un.

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  2. I didn't appreciate how deep your snow was until the 'canyon' shot.
    Our daffodils came up here, then got covered with ice and snow for 5 or 6 days. When it melted, there were three times as many and they had gotten bigger.

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  3. Since that storm, we've had an amazing amount of melting, and the canyons have become considerably shallower. It was in the mid fifties yesterday, and the Season of Mud has begun. It should last a good long time. I still wallowed up to my thighs trying to get to the garage, though. I succeeded well enough to tell the tale. The melting has also revealed all the things Speckle has chewed upon/eaten in the backyard since the blizzard; I found a pack of cards scattered in the snow yesterday evening. Sigh.

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