Yesterday morning we awoke to see the season’s first real blanket of snow. It wasn’t the blizzard that had been predicted, but still a solid 5 inches or so.
With the somber weather we continue to have, we seem to be living in a world of black and white.
Here’s our front garden and house from the street.
I like how the fresh snow makes little white hats for many of the seedheads.
The snow also gives a white outline to branches and stems.
A black and white November sky. Black and grey, actually.
Birds and their houses provide at least a bit of color.
Thank goodness for Northern Cardinals!
It was a wet, heavy snow. The weaker stemmed plants, like this hydrangea, were forced to bend deeply under the weight.
The temperature was well below freezing. The Mourning Doves puffed out their feathers, as the extra air provides insulation. They still look rather cold, though. Either that or they puffed up to express some moral indignation.
Have you had much snow yet this winter?