A Real Snow Day!

The snow began late afternoon yesterday.  By dusk it was coming down in earnest.

Please click the first photo for captions and a closer view!

While the rest of the East is sick of all the snow, we here in the deep South-Eastern part of the nation are enjoying the novelty!

After all, if it has to be freeze-yur-backside-off-cold, then the least it can do is throw 6 inches of snow for a bit of entertainment!


My apologies to the North East who are up to their rooftops in the stuff.


News reporter to children:  “How long will you stay out in the snow?”

A mid-teen responds:  “Till 1:00 o’clock!”  Looks at parent… “If it’s OK with my mom; can we Mom?”  Looking hopeful and adding, “After all, there’s no school tomorrow!

17 thoughts on “A Real Snow Day!

  1. Deb Weyrich-Cody says:

    Great pics Lynda! (LOVE your Cradling Dogwood: )
    Hoping you get just enough (but not TOO much; ) exposure to Winter weather this year…

    • Lynda says:

      Thank you, Deb, it is my favorite also. We keep getting promises of spring from the weatherman, but I don’t believe him anymore. A meme on facebook recently declared:

      Special Weather Statement: We have no clue; Stay tuned updates as they fall from the sky.

      Yup, it’s been that way here.

    • Lynda says:

      Tom, I am only this week discovering the joy of frozen snow on the paths through the yard. I thought a neighbor of ours was nuts when he used his lawn sweep to clear the snow on his dirt and grass. I get it now!

  2. shoreacres says:

    That’s a lovely clutch of photos you have. I always like snow-in-woods photos, but that birdhouse is flat funny. And it never occurred to me that the chickens would put out enough heat to melt the snow!

    And I understand perfectly what a treat it is. There’s nothing that makes the world look prettier than a new snowfall.

    • Lynda says:

      Linda, I used to worry about them in the freezing temperatures, but they really do make an amazing amount of heat! Their body temperature runs about 102 to 103 degrees, so with all those feathers I needn’t worry. There are six of them that roost in this little hut on the chicken tractor. It is 2d X 3w X 3h and keeps all their body heat concentrated in winter. 😉 (and yes, it is ventilated in summer)

  3. pattisj says:

    I prefer my snow to come one day and be gone the next. Monday’s snow was well-behaved, and most of it was gone Tuesday. Wednesday’s looks like it will be sticking around for awhile. I should have gotten out while the getting was good! 😉

    • Lynda says:

      Patti, our earth here is clay. Hard clay. After the snow-and-freeze-and-melt-and-freeze it becomes boggy. I go out to feed the geese and chickens and my muck boots sink up to my ankles! Yeah, I’m done with it for this winter. 😀

    • Lynda says:

      Lori, I’ve been watching. You’ve gotten quite a bit more than us this year. I don’t think I could ever live up north with all the snow they get. Fun to look at in pictures, and to experience right after it falls, but the aftermath, well… 😉 We are in the melting, patchy, muddy, and refreezing stage at the moment. LOL!

  4. Jane says:

    Looks very pretty as I sit here barefoot in shorts and tishirt in front of a fan. 😉 It is a novelty when you’re not buried under it regularly, I’m sure. I loved my first and so far, only trip to the snow. 🙂

    • Lynda says:

      Jane, I’m glad you got to experience it at least once! I seem to always love it best right after it falls. It is so quiet. No cars, no people out moving about, just silence. We live in a wooded area out in the country, but there is still a hum and a buzz from the cars out on the highway. Then the snow stops all the noise and says: “Silence, be still and contemplate my loveliness.”

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