We had a foot or more of heavy, wet snow that stuck to everything. The white branches in the background I find glorious against the blue sky. Come spring, when the hemlock branches rise from the ground, the green dog run cable will once again be under them. For now it's protected by the upper deck. I've learned the hard way that it has to be moved away from branches loaded with snow.
Poles get "planted" each fall to give the snow plow boundaries...
William, my English shepherd, creates paths. Eventually he gets them packed down so I can use them.
This is the house from the road. We put up the roof extension to protect my large rhododendron bush, but it also protects the doggie door entrance for William and gives us a place to stash the roof rake.
The chickadees were hungry enough to empty a feeder each day. I put the second one out so they wouldn't run out of sunflower seeds if I didn't get around to filling their feeder first thing in the morning.
Since gas prices have dropped, Ursula is getting her wish to visit Grandma's house more often. She was giving Jenny a belly rub when her dog Chase decided to get one as well.
We thought of visiting the ice palace at Stratton Mountain, but it was too cold to stay outside for very long. We put that off for a slightly warmer weekend.
Meanwhile, I had heard that Mother Nature was building an ice sculpture by the side of a near-by road. Ursula and I went searching for it. Then we returned home to get our cameras and the rest of the family!
The shape reminds me of a bull walrus ready to defend some territory.
Gregg decided to see if his tongue would get stuck on the ice. Then Ursula had to try it...
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