....but frankly, I like it a lot better when we have power!
The snow I was crowing about last week kept coming, and coming. Out at my place we had 14" of wet heavy snow accumulate. Add to that an ice storm (unheard-of out here in the Pacific Northwest) and BOOM! there went all the power lines. EVERYTHING was coated with at least 1/4" of ice. Needless to say the roads were impassable between the snow and the ice, which ended up in layers. Few if any people out here have traction tires, and most don't have a whole lot of experience driving in conditions like this. Add steep hills to the equation, and you might be able to envision the mess. Fortunately (or unfortunately as the case actually was) since the power was out almost all over the place, most people stayed home. I was really glad that we had a generator...which we had installed when we moved out here about 12 years ago. Some winters we never need it; others we are thrilled to have it. We have several rooms on-line, as well as the FURNACE. I mean, I love a good fire, but trying to dry your hair by the fire isn't as romantic as it looks in the BBC version of "Pride and Prejudice". I could run the generator for several hours to warm up the house before bedtime, and then thanked my lucky stars for all my quilts.
We have power back now, and it is so lovely to be able to flip a switch and have light, and not have to try to read by the light of a flashlight or even Coleman lantern. The heat is nice, too. ;-)
The smaller trees were hit pretty hard. Their trunks are so flexible that all the weight of the ice bowed them right over. This is NOT a weeping birch, although I am sure I heard a few whimpers as I took this shot. The ice encased all the branches and twigs.
This little Doug Fir was "weeping" as well. But, because it was flexible, it avoided the fate of the bigger ones near it. I had 4 lose the top third of the tree....in fact, you can see one top at the bottom right of the photo. Had a few deciduous trees that split due to the weight of the snow and ice. Will have to find a chainsaw-happy guy to come out and help clean up the storm debris.
Of course, I couldn't let all the macro possibilities pass by, so I bundled up and cautiously trundled my way around the neighborhood, observing with my little macro eye... More of those later.