Wow, like an old time winter storm. I know the pixs don't do justice, the snow is blowing from the NW, so hard that you can't use the camera out of the shelter of the backdoor overhang. Snow falling faster than I have seen it since Nov 19th on my way home from a craft show in Rhinelander.
The door to the kiln hut is almost buried, and the winds just rock the treetops. So glad we still have power and cable tv. The birds are attacking the feeders and the suet bags. Poor things, but at least it's almost March, which is encouraging. This is the most we have had at one time all season. And more to come! Well, I guess waffles with those strawberries we froze in July for lunch.
I think an afternoon of quilting is on the schedule today! And no icefishing for Barry. We got plowed at about 4am by our plowguy, and we should see him again at least one more time today. I hate to say this, but it is pretty outside. So glad I don't have to travel today.
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