Early winter snow struck a few hours earlier than expected, leaving me to pull the last few pounds of carrots, leaf lettuce, onions and peppers in a snow-covered wool jacket with gloves on. They say leaving some veggies in the ground until late fall sweetens the flavor. Now, I know it’s true.
The colors of fall strangely cling to the powder of the soon-to-come winter. Seems too early to have snow on the brightly colored leaves of autumn.
Too chicken for a selfie? As the white stuff started to accumulate, I thought it might be a good idea to see how my spring chickens would take to the snow. The 11 ladies peered from the chicken coop door, before darting back indoors.
Four cords of wood quickly get covered by four inches of snow. The hardwood trees of the yard become caked in sticky powder. The world turns whiter than a February afternoon.
Looking above, the colors of fall still ring bright. The mixture of seasons draws the eye.
The chickens agree that they made a good decision on staying indoors as the accumulation builds. The visibility dwindles and the temperatures drop.
Smoke pours from the chimney to shelter out the cold afternoon. My home is resting a bit more silently it seems today, as it blends into the surroundings. I would also say, a bit more beautifully. Bring on winter!