It is bright and white and barely freezing. The snow has stopped. The plow arrived. One car got out.
The snow has fallen and drifted into the Sunken Garden, half burying the Sargent Crabtree. The western wall is over six feet high – also buried.
If you look closely you’ll see a tiny branch at the right of this photo, hinting of the three hydrangeas now buried – and probably damaged. Sigh.
We are really really happy that our ‘driveway’ is town road, plowed and maintained by the town, but I do wonder how far my wood chip pile has been pushed into the field. Oh well, it will be waiting for me in the spring. Temperature reached 32 degrees today.
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Aren’t you glad you don’t have to mush out and try to go to work in all this. WoW. It looks like one for the record books.
Lisa – I am really glad I don’t go Out to Work anymore. Vermont is sending the National Guard and 15 dump trucks to the Boston area getting ready for Sundays predicted snowstorm. They finally decided they have to dump the snow in the bay. There is no where left to put it.
I don’t remember when I saw such snow last time. Probably, in Russia many-many winters ago… I hope the damage to your plants will be minimal! I like to see some blue sky in the pictures. The second picture is very-very nice with its three main colors – white, black/grey and blue!
Tatyana – Thanks for the kind words. I like thinking we have Russian-style snow this winter.