Walkin' in a Winter Wonderland

Shortly after it started snowing yesterday morning, Sierra and I headed out for a walk with the dogs. It was perfect snow for walking. Softly falling, not blowing, a silent reminder of winter. (contrast that with snow NOT nice for walking: the icy, sharp, wind-blown kind, which I had today!) There is something about walking through snow like that that makes everything seem quieter, muted, even in the middle of the day. We continued our walk up the hill and around campus and stopped to look at the cows, including an ever-increasing number of babies.

The snow continued throughout the day, though it didn't actually start sticking to the ground until the late afternoon. And then it continued to stick all night and through the rest of the day. We were supposed to get 20-28 inches and I don't know how much we actually ended up with at the end of it all. I do know that we ended up with a large branch the size of a small tree that fell close enough to where we parked our car that the very tips of the branch brushed it. If we had parked three fee to the right, there could have been some very serious damage.

I tried to take Sierra outside today to play in the snow, but it just didn't work. She is too short, or the snow was too much, or a little of both. Poor thing couldn't even take a step without falling over. Which frustrated her and led to cold hands and big tears. Too bad. I think she might have more fun with a sled. Which, I thought we didn't have, but this afternoon, my friend Shari reminded me that she had given me a toddler sled this summer. I think it's in the shed, but I haven't been to check yet as there is a snowdrift in front of the door. It's on the short list for tomorrow.

tree branch

Sierra too small for snow