Falling.
And blowing.
I'm very happy when the occasional gust take some of the snow from the trees.
The less weight on the trees, the easier I feel.
Despite the dense snowfall, birds have been busy at the feeder since before daylight. Right now there are at least two dozen taking turns: woodpeckers, goldfinches, juncos, cardinals, titmice. They are not even wasting time warning each other off the feeder - just eating as fast as they can.
I put a loop of 6-foot fence around the feeder a few days ago, to keep the chickens out from under it. They were ignoring their own bowl and eating up all the millet I put on a platform and on the ground for the wild birds. Bonus: the fence is providing lots of great perching opps. Not very nice to look at, but as a first attempt at any new experimental design, I always go for function over elegance ;)
I have doubts about how clear these images will be, but I'm not going to edit them. I want you to experience the full dim and murky effect of this, the third big storm in what seems, unbelievably, like only a couple of weeks.
It seems like it because it is.
Whew.
I don't mind telling you, I brought out the serious reinforcements for this one. Not just the extra hay and prepping the barns the night before. Not just filling water jugs in case we lose power.
No.
This time I went to the grocery store and bought:
creamsicles
chips
and ginger beer.
I also made a roast yesterday and cooked a pound of pasta,
because I am a grown-up.
But it's the ginger beer that will get me through.
Cheers!
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