We got about a foot of snow from the storm last night. It wasn't quite the dire blizzard we anticipated in terms of wind (meaning, drifts) but we still got a lot of the white stuff.
I took a yardstick and walked down our driveway. Depths varied from 9 to 16 inches.
I thought these thistles looked pretty neat. NOTE: a reader correctly pointed out these are teasels, not thistles. All these years I've been calling them the wrong name!
View across our pasture to a neighbor's property.
This is the view from the end of our driveway. There were tire tracks from a neighbor's ATV. Evidently someone drove down, looked at the road, and drove back. Looks like we're not going anywhere for awhile.
Major stands out in weather like this.
We're surrounded by giant mutant postcard Christmas trees.
Snow can transform the ordinary into the extraordinary.
Typical sight this time of year. "Boot area? What's that?"
Poor Don was out for nearly two hours in 10F weather, pushing snow.
The dogs thought this was fascinating.
The dogs found the snow irresistable.
So did the kids.
Despite Don's noble efforts, we're still snowed in because our two-mile dirt road is still blocked. Rumor has it someone is supposed to plow this afternoon. Normally I wouldn't fret - who cares if we're snowed in? - but we're expecting our friend GG to join us for her Thanksgiving break from school. But if necessary we can snowshoe down and meet her at the road, so either way things will work out.