Winter Storm 2012

Well, this past Friday night, winter finally arrived - all at once!

But let me back up to Friday morning...

Bear, Ike and I went for our morning walk. It was a very quiet balmy morning. If you look past Bear, down the road, you can see the fog lingering in the fields. It was as if Spring was hiding in the woods, waiting to make an entrance, as the birds were everywhere, flying from tree limb to limb, like swirling leaves on a windy fall day. From their perches they were singing at the top of their lungs- chickadees calling pee-diddy (or is it 'Hi Debi'?), nuthatches trilled, and woodpeckers were busy pecking away.

I have not heard a noisier morning this entire winter where the birds are concerned. Sure, I have had birds all winter, they just haven't been this vocal.

Steve went down to the neighbors and cleared out their driveway 

in the event they came to their camp for the weekend.

The snowmobile trail definitely needed more snow.

We spent the rest of Friday snowmobiling.

We met the Westhouse crew - Dave, Nick and Sara - 

for lunch in Cut River and then hit the trails with them.

Then on Friday night Steve groomed the trails from 8:30 pm to 5 am Saturday during the storm.

This was my fence Friday morning.

This was the scene we awoke to on Saturday morning.

It was breathtaking! Everything was clean and white again.

But we lost power around midnight, so we went into town for breakfast, and met more friends from downstate who were up to snowmobile over the weekend. They picked a perfect weekend!

Rudyard was busy cleaning out.

Don't blink or you'll miss this house!

Our road was transformed once again into a beautiful snowmobile trail.

We quickly discovered why our power was out. It would not come back on until 8:30 Saturday night.

Where's my car?

The snow is pretty deep!

On Sunday the sun shone all day with a beautiful blue cloudless sky reminding me of the Colorado sky. Here's a peek into our Sunday afternoon ride which I'll post next time.