So sorry for the lengthy absence. I opened the laptop to write several times since last Tuesday but just didn’t feel like it. This is the first time as far back as I can remember that I have actually felt that I have had enough of the winter. Those of you who know me will be surprised by this statement. I don’t know . . . maybe I’ll change my mind, and maybe it’s because my husband isn’t here to enjoy it, and maybe I will stop being angry at what has become my nemesis of late: The Damn Driveway.
Our driveway is horrible. Even after having it plowed. However, I am thankful to be able to live here. It’s a double-edged sword, I tellya.
It snowed some more on Wednesday night into Thursday – a big, wet, heavy snow that left our area blanketed with about 14 inches. The next day it snowed another 3 inches. George was actually finding it difficult to maneuver in and I gave up trying to walk around the property after several tries. Just too deep for comfort and I was afraid I’d twist one of my knees. Some of the drifts were to my hips.
It sure was pretty for awhile, though ~
These were taken from the windows as the sun was rising on Friday morning.
The glow is from the sun on the trees at the edge of the property.
I’ve filled the feeders several times in the past couple of days for my bird friends.
When I ventured out to take some photos I thought it was interesting how the snow had formed all these little bumps.
I sat outside for a bit yesterday. The sun was shining and it felt good.
Took this one Thursday. My son was scheduled to go to work at 5 am but there was no way anyone was getting out of here at that time. Plus, it was still snowing.
My son and I took turns shoveling. This was my section.
Then it began to rain and sleet.
We who have rejoiced in Spring, and luxuriated in the summer sun, we who have wandered in autumn's rich colors and gathered in her bountiful harvests, we should not feel cheated when Winter at long last takes its turn...
A friend wrote this on my FB page yesterday. I thought it was appropriate.
You just have to find the beauty.
Because it’s there.
And so are you.
Thanks for being here ~
Blow, blow, thou Winter Wind,
Thou art not so unkind, as Man's Ingratitude...
~William Shakespeare, As You Like It