Snowy days of quiet beauty … that’s how I like my winters. I’ve always thought this season was lovely with her swirling snowflakes and brilliant blue skies.
I’ve been firm in my belief that winter should last from Thanksgiving through February. During those evenings you would find me curled up in a wing chair in front of a crackling fire, sipping cocoa, reading a favorite book, and maybe even drifting off to sleep.
Well, the Polar Vortex has dashed any dreams of evenings like that!
Oh, not really … evenings like this can still happen, but only after days filled with several trips to the coop and barns in ferocious, howling winds. Here’s a look at what we’ve seen this week:
When the blast first hit, the barns and milkhouse were barely visible.
and somewhere out there are tire swings,
and chairs.
But as the storm passed, we found it had left behind picture-perfect drifts,
and one curious goat, who was brave enough to step out into the snow during his first winter!
Wednesday it was minus 26 … brrr! And while I do my fair share of complaining, as I shake off the chill and come back inside, there’s warmth to be found.
Yesterday it was the warmth of a crackling fire, but also of giggling kids and just-baked cookies. Tomorrow it will be something new. And as I pause at the day’s end, I’m sharply aware of how good life is.
The local weatherman has just called for 16 to 18 inches of snow beginning Tuesday … bring it on!
Mary is a Midwest farmgirl who enjoys the simple pleasures of living in the country. “For us, living where there is plenty of room for gardens, animals, and for kids to play and explore is the best kind of life.” You can visit Windy Meadows Farm at http://windymeadowsfarm.blogspot.com/
