I do. Especially getting up in the morning to a clear morning. With the fuzzy moon just setting…
And the sun just rising. Everything has paused. Every single ear in the barn tuned to the click of the back door, and the squeak of my boots as the dogs and I slog through the snow with the buckets of water and bowls of vegetables and fruit.
I love snow.
And when the sun does rise -the world sparkles. I have always thought that snow is a great leveller. Everything looks good in fresh snow.
That is until a man and a snow- plough gets a hold of it. They don’t just love snow they love to shift snow. Dominate it and move it out of the way. Stack it tidily in a corner.
Until the snow plough breaks and you have to drive home backwards. The problem with working with old and second hand gear. It is a struggle to keep it going.
Then of course is the second favourite thing which is working on the broken gear. Toiling away in the workshop all day. Fixed now apparently. All over my head that mechanical stuff. I just like to play in snow.
I love snow. As long as it does not snow on the day I am due to fly out of Chicago. Which is next Wednesday. Very soon. If it snowed on that day I would not love snow at all.
Last night the temperatures were meant to get to -7F (-21) (1f) when I got up. And it is blowing. The high today is meant to be -4F (-20C) so I guess it is still dropping and then tonight we go down to -14F(-25C). I am a bit worried about Godot. Boo found him unmoving under a bush. He stood up, but let me get close enough to lift him which is a worry. I brought him out from the bush, was he caught in there? got too cold and lost his bearings? and he tock tocked at me then flew with a woop to the barn, banking perfectly before zooming straight in the big door. He ate for a long time sitting on his feet. I think he just got very cold. By last night he was back up in the ceiling of the barn roosting properly. Still. He is going to find the next few days hard. I may have to set up a heat lamp for him but you know what terrible fire risks they are. And the animals lose hardiness. Maybe just for this cold spell, I will offer him a lamp, I will lock him in the Peacock Penthouse with it. But they never roost under them, they always go back to their own favourite bed roosts at night when it is coldest. So it is a dilemma.
Off I go.
Enjoy your day.
Your friend on the farmy
celi
The Kitchen's Garden 
61 responses to “I love Snow”
Stunning photographs.
gorgeous! The kids so want it to snow. Damn sun ;). Have to open the doors to warm up the house.
Damn sun!.. c
When I tell people that, they usually have a long list of complaints towards snow! Your words describe perfectly my feelings toward this season & your photos fit beautifully too! It is indeed a nuisance when you have to travel but appreciating it’s poetry, sparkle & purity of colour, in my eyes surpasses all the inconveniences 🙂
Enjoy it & my very best wishes for a brilliant healthy happy year 2015!
Ah, lovely photos. My family and I also loved the snow, at least the first day or so when it’s made the world look so lovely. I’ve never been more moved than one morning in Ohio when the children saw the fresh snow sparkling on a hillside and spontaneously broke into applause, saying ‘Yay, God! Great show!’
Having said that, I’m happy to live in Southern California now and only take short trips to snowy regions for holidays.
Stunning pictures, it’s too cold for me. No snow next Wednesday ! We Our heals and repeat three times.
You and I are going to be in the air at the same time.
I have been thinking of you during this time, I hope that things went well .. such a hard period.. c
Thanks, we had a nice funeral, one my mother would’ve liked. There is more to do but I’m ready to go home. I let my great nephews pick out things that would remind them of their great-grandmother. Hannes, the middle one, picked out a book of poetry in which each of my mom’s friends had hand written a poem to remember them from the old School days. The other two picked out pictures and knickknacks.
That poetry books sounds beautiful.. what a special remembrance, i am glad you were there… and home in a week.. hope your weather stays settled too.. c
Beautiful photographs.
Those photographs bring back memories of Nebraska. It’s beautiful, but oh so bitter. I will never forget the way the dry air seems to take away breath, literally cuts sharply as it plummets into one’s lungs. I remember the chapped skin and cracked lips, bleeding knuckles. Be good to yourself, Celi. It’s so easy to get caught up in the protection and comfort of the animals, but don’t forget to take care of self. 🙂
And the sore throat from the air.. yes. I am trying to leave the animals in the barn today so they don’t expend too much energy rushing about to see if i have food for them. Best that they just sleep the day away.. c
I love snow too. Yesterday I reluctantly shoveled the walk–it seems to be an obsession around here, but I remember as a kid with a sled hating the neighbors who shoveled their walk. Besides,in my humble opinion, a shoveled walk is so much more dangerous than a snowy one. I don’t get it.
TonTon is shoulder deep in your snow! Wow, we didn’t get that much. Chicago schools closed, however.
It is true that when that snow gets smooth it is deadly.. and the wind is not helping! Hope you are warm up there.. c
I love the snow, but not the melt that follows. Snow is energising. Mud … well, I needn’t tell you about that. Enjoy it while it lasts. Your pictures are beautiful.
It will be a few months before anything melts here, she says gloomily, though the weather can surprise us.. c
Beautiful pictures! I’ve always loved how fresh the world looks under snow. And then when you add the warm sparkle of a sunrise or sunset, it just turns magical.
I love snow, and here in south-central Missouri, it is truly special when we are lucky enough to get a good amount of it!
I like the look of fresh snow and the way it muffles all sound, but otherwise, my body rebels to the cold, it always did, even as a child, two minutes after going out to play I was crying to come back indoors.
I can just imagine you banging on the door MA LET ME BACK IN! My Mum used to chuck us out in the morning and tell us not to come back until lunch time.. no problem there.. c
We were so lucky… allowed the freedom to roam, play and let our imaginations run wild. I feel so sorry for youngsters today who are monitored at every turn.
Love the Snow Dawgs 🙂 Stay Warm!!!
Your picture of Boo sitting in the morning sun with a snowy face is absolutely priceless! 🙂
You have managed to find the beauty on a cold, snowy day. Boo makes me smile with snow on his face, reminds me of another dog I once knew.