Saturday, February 23, 2013
Snow on the way.
Minus nine this morning. The sky glistening with a heavy , reflective light that says snow, and lots of it , is on the way. The morning paper leads with the story that the mountain passes have been closed by snowdrifts. In the church the three young lady restorers have sensibly propped the altar painting up against a wall , well out of reach of any snow that may make it through the holes in the roof.
The two cows across the lane look at me as I set off for the morning crossants. I'd like to think they don't feel the cold. Their faces tell me otherwise. The ' bad farmer ' lost seven of them in last years blizzards. Let's hope these two don't join them.
One of the old tree peonies is now shrouded in a tent of white gauze. This will hopefully protect the young buds from the worst of the snow. The others will have to survive as best they can. A day for lighting the fire early.