Unlike most of the Northwest and much of the rest of the country, we are not buried in snow. We have had a couple pretty, light snowfalls that lasted only a day or so. The second was last night.
Here are a few photos from the first, on February 9.
Nightingale and Mr. Smith love to roll in the snow. Jessie Anne thinks they're nuts.
That snow was gone in a day or two and we were back to rain. Then last night, we had another snowfall. I took photos in the morning before it disappeared.
In the afternoon, I walked out to the swamp to put the trail camera back up. Then I walked past all the birdhouses to clean them out yet again... yellow jackets love to hole up in the nest boxes. Of course, I took more photos, but I missed getting a photo of a doe and her yearling fawn as they walked quickly out of sight into the woods.
The snow was mostly gone but the beauty remained. Our seasonal pond caught reflections of the trees.
This wonderful old maple doesn't mind the rain. It just grows moss.
Snow remained on some moss-covered branches in the woods.
The weatherman says we may get another snowfall tomorrow night. Bring it on. Any break from the rain is welcome this time of year.
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