We’d managed to sail through most of the season without too much trouble, but we woke up on Thursday to this. We’d had a couple of false starts, big build-ups, and then nothing to really mention. However, this snow acted as if it meant business. It was still snowing fairly hard when I took this shot, and continued until nearly noon. We are looking from the corner of the house across the yard to toward the drive. Fortunately, I’d filled the feeders the night before, so I didn’t have to slog out there and freeze my “widdle finners”. Or my feet, as this was deeper than my boots!
Even this snow didn’t stick to the roads or walks very well. However, it was enough to bring out what we call The Vultures – hoards of blackbirds, grackles, starlings, and redwings – all eager to demolish the feeders. They will swirl in out of nowhere, light in the trees, and then drop in waves, almost as if it is raining. And then you get this: I call it The Chow Line This was taken through the den window, so it’s a bit blurry. And still snowing.
Looks really really cold!!
It was! It was about 25-F.
This morning we woke up to an ice storm. I had to bring the birdfeeder inside and pour hot water over it before I could fill it.
OMGš³That is cold!