wednesday was a thinking day, a day to consider enormities and tiny things, a day to think of foundlings and their identifying textiles, of readying for whatever this storm gave us.
to consider the stories from friends (jean, wendy, aimee)
and to think.
as i was thinking and reading and doing little chores around the house the snow fell. and fell.
and continued until this morning. the drive down my driveway was thrilling.
and today the sun shone and the thermometer shot up.
respite.
the critter was back
perhaps you can see how tenacious a hungry porcupine is.
and how deep the snow.
she remembers running with total abandon through deep snow.
no more.
an icicle for jude. i stayed well away, it was shedding from the barn roof.
i hope you are weathering your storms well.
gorgeous story. you are such a magical weaver!
ReplyDeletedoes wendy wear felt boots in the snow?
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ReplyDeletewendy would benefit from booties to keep ice balls from forming between her hairy pads.
now that is an icicle.
ReplyDeleteAmazing to see the level of snow you get over there, we have such a panic after just a few inches in the UK! Your icicles are magnificent. Wonderful white for the mind to meander over
ReplyDeleteWow, now that's snow! All our snow has gone in Northern Ireland and hopefully we wont get any more. Excitement very quickly turns to annoyance with snow. Hope you're coping ok with it!
ReplyDeleteand another eight inches last night!!!
ReplyDeleteand it's snowing now!
ReplyDeleteV-snow is to you as rain is to us. What a weird global weather pattern. Guess all we can do is look out the window , feel safe and survive until; the sky shows blue and the warmth of the sun is upon us. Love the photo of W looking longingly out the window.
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