When I showed you the pics of Chevy yesterday, you might have noticed the bare ground. All the snow we’d gotten in mid-November was long gone, and while not warm, the days were pretty tolerable.
All that changed Sunday. The freezing rain blew in and fell all day. I didn’t manage to get any pictures, but it was pretty, everything sparkling and encased in ice.
But it also had its downside
That’s Mom’s backyard. A Manitoba Maple (very soft, weak tree) growing in the neighbour’s yard decided the weight was just too much, and came down with a crash. Thankfully, no one was outside, and it narrowly missed my parent’s roof and bedroom window. The only casualty was a small corner of the porch roof, which can be repaired easily enough.
And the neighbour has finally agreed that the whole tree has to come down, so Dad will get more sun in his backyard, and is looking into investing in a small green house. (Something he’s wanted for a few years)
Eventually, the freezing rain stopped and yesterday morning the snow started to fall. I woke up to a winter wonderland.
Unlike me, Dad couldn’t just sit back and enjoy the view.
He had a lot of clean-up to do. Luckily, he had helpers…
The puppers just love the snow.
Back home, the cold and snow has reminded me that I need to get a wiggle on with my new gloves (especially when I was scraping the ice off Dory).
I’ve made it past the thumb gusset and I’m working my way to the fingers. But this is still only the first glove. I better keep at it!