The much anticipated Blizzard of 2011 arrived and at last measure (around noon today) we had about a foot of snow here on the farm. (If you’re reading this from somewhere like Minnesota you’re probably laughing at our calling it a blizzard, but I’m just quoting the weather service.) It’s deep enough to make my legs ache from the hike out to the mailbox and back. Not ache – but scream. I’m certain I heard them scream. Several times. “Enough of that,” I thought to myself when I came inside and spent the rest of the day knitting by the fire.
The birds were crazy around the feeder this morning. The snow was blowing and they just puffed up their feathers and stood on the branches. Part of me wanted to shoo them away so they’d find refuge from the wind. The bigger part of me enjoyed watching them.
|Morning bird watching|
Most of the afternoon we had Katie inside. This is a rarity for Kate, unlike Tess gets to sleep inside all the time.
|Katie – taken in the spring|
Speaking of Tess, she’s taken to sleeping in the chair that is on the landing.