Tucked away on my old Gateway CPU are strikingly gorgeous photos of the Blizzard of '03, when in just 24 hours, we were blanketed by 20 inches. The pond had a heater ready to provide a drinking fountain for the feathery flying friends and I dug my way to the feeders right away to provide a sanctuary for them. Flocks of bluebirds, red wing blackbirds, doves, cardinals, and various others who were thirsty and hungry arrived on my pond. They skated across the ice to find a cold drink, while I snapped away. The amazing sunrises and sunsets on the Delaware flat land cast breathtaking shadows on it all. It's my goal to get these photos loaded into a new flash drive by the end of January and share them. I am dying to see them again.
Almost two years ago, while living in Delaware, we had an average snowfall - nothing to brag about, really. Before it started coming down in large, fat flakes, I rounded up the boots, gloves, hats, and made sure I had hot chocolate in the pantry. Checked the inventory of shovels. It's just so beautiful!
My last snowfall, January '05. The following day, I left Delaware for Wilmington, NC to visit Gina and I remember the outside thermometer in my car reading 4 degrees when I drove through Norfolk. See the BT? That's Bella.
The Boston bellies need protection from the frosty cold, so Michael and I were always out with the shovels to clear a nice path for them. Chloe pees first, then Bella.
The pond through the window. Waterfall keeping places unfrozen.
Snow. Quiet. Sparkling around the lamp post. Sounds like tiny ice chips tickling your windows.