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Blizzard of Feb 2011 (the morning after)

 
 

Some quick Pictures around my house until we dig out!
 
 

(Bear Country!)

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And then the sun came out….

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(does this change the ground hog’s prediction?)

 

because of the wind, not all places were buried….
some places got 3 feet while others,
like my little solar light, had just a few inches

 digging out so we could get out!

Daisy Path

Stop watching me! I have to go potty!

Precision Parking

snowmobile

All Done!
Now it’s time to go in and hibernate!

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Winter’s sleep is upon us

Snow-flakes

by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Out of the bosom of the Air,
      Out of the cloud-folds of her garments shaken,
Over the woodlands brown and bare,
      Over the harvest-fields forsaken,
            Silent, and soft, and slow
            Descends the snow.
Even as our cloudy fancies take
      Suddenly shape in some divine expression,
Even as the troubled heart doth make
      In the white countenance confession,
            The troubled sky reveals
            The grief it feels.
This is the poem of the air,
      Slowly in silent syllables recorded;
This is the secret of despair,
      Long in its cloudy bosom hoarded,
            Now whispered and revealed
            To wood and field.