A little more than a skiff of snow blanketed the limbs on the freshly trimmed fruit trees, the garden, pastures and roads around the farm early Monday morning. The snow looked pretty on the pink blossoms of the flowering cherry.
It was a bit of a surprise since we had gone to bed with clear skies and stars twinkling. Just a few clouds near sunrise brought enough moisture in for this touch of winter. From before 5 a.m. until about 7, the showers came through and coated everything. Most of the snow was melted by noon and once again we noticed a hummingbird or two snooping around for flower to visit.
My poor daffodils along the roadbank have fought a fierce battle with the elements during that last snow (hopefully the last one of the season). The hail and snow had most of them nearly flat, and the snowplow added weight of sloppy snow with pebbly sand on top.
Now that the snow has melted, the daffodils are trying desperately to stand back up but many of them are never going to be pretty again for this year.
Sitka and her calf Willow along with Quiet and SBD sneak out of the barn for a frolic in the fresh snow.
SBD is only about 24 hours old and has had his fair share of mud, grass, rain and now snow. He is much stronger today than he was yesterday and tries to run after Willow but has trouble keeping up.
Both cows are careful to keep their own babies close to them for now but within another day or two the calves will bond and become close friends.
Weather reports had been saying it for several days, snowfall expected in the area. Not only in the high coast range but below 1500 feet. Nearing the end of March, the fruit trees are only one 70 degree day away from blooming, frogs had been croaking up a frenzy in the swamp and I saw my first hummingbird of the spring and now another round of snow? I was very skeptical although one year we did have snow on Easter Morning when the apple blossoms were on the fruit trees but that was just a small, one morning event. This wintery storm sounds like it may last for several days.
All week, I had been watching the mountain peak above Timber during feeding times across the river. Even during the warmer days this week the snow was slow to melt from the hilltop. The top is around 3000 feet and can hold snow for several weeks more than here on the farm and a snowstorm now will keep the snowpack around for awhile.
The snow showers started about 10 p.m. At 3 a.m. I looked out the window and noticed that Quiet and her calf were out in the field behind the house. SBD sleeping peacefully as his black coat turned white from the snow with Quiet standing above him in a restful slumber.
At daybreak we had a good coating and by the time we had the morning chores done, we had 3 inches and we were also out of electricity.
I’m sure the peak above Timber is back to snow white winter again but I will have to wait a few days before the mountain shows itself again.
I just had to post this picture that was taken during the late February snow event that lasted more than a week. This image was just to pretty not to share.
Soon all the cold will be gone and the year will be zooming by, but for a few moments the farm stood still as in contemplation of the beauty and glory of nature at its finest.
My sad little tomato seedlings sit on the window sill as the snow flies.
Last week I had planned to set the seedlings into larger pots but the cool weather slowed their vigorous growth. I have not been able to set them outside since the temps have been hovering near or below freezing for nearly a week now.
The unusual storm has had snow on the ground for longer than most Februarys around here. Typically a dusting would be gone by 10am. and this current snow barely begins to melt before the next round of storms dumps yet another layer.
The sad little tomatoes need to hold their own for a little while longer until the sun decides to spend more time warming the landscape before the transplanting will happen.
My yard bench is hiding under the shroud of snow that fell during the night. This is round three of a highly unusual February storm system.
Even the barn cats that normally come out to sit on the bench have given up even trying and hunker below the picnic table on the back porch. They appear to be sulking.
The small junco birds that flit and land in the trees and bench during this time of year are a little put off by this weather and stay hidden until it gets a little warmer.
Last night while watching the evening news I noticed a new phrase by the weather guessers, they said this system was called a ‘B.C. slider’, (a cold front that came down from Canada along the coast). I think they have begun to just make things up for this is the third new term I have heard this year. It started with the ‘cyclone bomb’ that the East Coast endured with the monster snow, then I heard of the ‘dirty ridge’ when we had threatening clouds for a week with no rain and now ‘B.C. slider’.
I think I could come up with a few names. How about ‘snowfall sneaker’, ‘whiteout rampage’, ‘arthritis ache deluge’ and ‘icy-dicey slide-into-the ditch surprise’? I think I may be onto something here.