I reveled in the snow.
I enjoyed walking through the untrammeled surface during the first
couple of days, knowing that no one and nothing had set foot on that
patch of earth except me since the snow fell. I loved watching the way
tree shadows on the hillside made stark bands of black against the snow.
And, later, I enjoyed seeing how the first episodes of melt changed the
texture and color of the snow, how tiny bird and mammal tracks began to
mar each surface until it was no longer a blank canvas but one marked
upon by all the wild and not-so-wild inhabitants of our little farm.
Obediently, the sun came
out and began carving the frozen water away. South-facing surfaces
thawed first while everything closer to our north-facing hillside
maintained a heavy coating of snow much longer.
The mule garden --- our
sunniest patch --- was nearly snow-free by Saturday afternoon when I set
out with the camera to take these photos. Our cooped chickens live in
this same zone and had finally come out of their house for the first
time in over a week that morning. But when I got to this point later in
the day, I heard yet another sign of life...bees.
Both hives were very
busy, with workers flying in and out to release a month worth of poop
onto the snow. I'm glad to see such active colonies in the middle of the
winter and am seriously considering giving each hive a new box and a
bit of sugar water in February to get them moving. It sure would be nice
to get some homegrown honey this year....
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