It snowed again last night – a light, dry snow which drifted onto my back deck. When I tried to open my back door this morning to see how much drifting had occurred I could open it just about 2″ – that was it. The drift came about a third of the way up the door!
You can see my shed is being buried – I love the “hat” on the roof; I just hope the roof will bear all that added weight.
The drifts would be over my waist were I to try to come from around the side of the house. I decided I couldn’t get to my back door to shovel it myself.
My neighbour Verne did it for me around noon. So now I can open the door. However, I’d have to be determined to “plough” my way through the drift if heaven forbid I had to get out.
OK. so I went for that walk in my neighbourhood. There are a couple of locations I visit and revisit through the seasons to photograph the trees and shrubs. I love these five trees -I have a collection of pictures of them through the years – I loved the diagonal shadows they were casting today.
At one point, I stopped and looked back – there were my footprints in the fresh snow.
It’s a minus 8 outside but the day is simply gorgeous.
I sit here enjoying the view from my living room window, my Amaryllis in full bloom, the drifted snow on my back deck, and I feel happy.
My neighbours have been complaining about the weather, but I learned many years ago while living in Winnipeg to dress warmly and head out to enjoy the sunshine. Just what I’m going to next.