Some post-snowstorm shots for you to enjoy. Just look at the colour of that sky! Temps in the high 40's to low 50's, bright sunshine and there is STILL snow up here. Not much, and mostly just where it was the deepest, but I would have thought it all gone by now. The rains come back starting tonite, and that probably will be the end of even the deepest drifts, but it sure was pretty while it lasted. All day today the sound of chainsaws and leaf blowers were heard throughout the valley and into the foothills as folks started the massive cleanup and repair chores. Dale and Juan got the limb off the red barn and the poo flinger, and decided that the roof was somewhat repairable but the gutter is a goner. And due to the massive snowload on the gutter on the west side of the red barn, one of the gutter hangers got ripped off and the gutter bent, but that's fixable. Otherwise, for us it's just tons of little sticks and small limbs to pick up and haul out to the burn pile for a future s'more feast and Polish sausage roast.
Looking towards the Coburg Hills
The limbs removed, bigger wood already at Juan's for splitting and seasoning, the little stuff waiting for a lift out to the burn pile
Snow's still piled high, and anything under it is there until it melts
The only damage to the poo flinger was to my potted grasses, which took a heavy hit. Will have to wait and see what comes back and what doesn't
Just a pretty shot of the garage/shop and the dog run
Lambs. Nothing like 'em for entertainment value. I have said for years that I should charge admission to folks stopping along the road to watch, take pictures and laugh their butts off at the stunts these juvenile delinquents perform in public. I could have retired by now.
The mob forms. You KNOW trouble's a brewin'
The first leap
Approaching the old red barn and the forks for the tractor with mayhem in mind
A little sideways leapin' going on
I wish my angle had been better, because as you can see, this is a pretty awesome leap, above the forks
Another aerial display
Pretty sure that's Donny launching off the snowbank
Airs above the ground, lamb-style. Don't think she's off the ground? Check out the shadow!
I knew these shots of the flying lambs would be a true test of the new Canon S100, and to say it came thru with flying colours (pun fully intended) is an understatement. This has got to be the best point-and-shoot digicam on the market, bar none. Dale did his research well!
Double airs above the ground
How awesome is that lamb! Yes Shelly, I am pretty happy with the new camera if you couldn't already tell
Triple jump across the water hazard
Ivory and ebony, not in perfect harmony at this particular moment
No one predicted it. No one was expecting it. Even when, at 11:30 pm Tuesday night I watched the rain that had poured down all day switch over to snow, there was no indication of what was to come. But by Wednesday morning, up at the ranch several inches of snow lay thick all over everything. And it was STILL coming down. The predicted 'possibly a few flakes mixed in with the rain' and 'highs in the 50's' for Wednesday didn't materialize. It snowed all day long, temps barely got above freezing, and by nightfall, disaster had struck our part of Oregon. The city of Eugene had declared a snow emergency. Trees were snapping and falling all over the place, including up here. Our morning packwalk sounded like a battlefield, with limbs snapping and falling and entire trees thudding to the ground, along with powerlines whipping from the weight of the heavy, wet snow falling off of them, causing so many power outages that we gave up resetting the clocks. The last time snow like this had fallen in Eugene, it was 1969. And the last time this much snow had fallen this late in the season was in 1995. By this morning, the snow was up to the top of my Muck boots, which measure 21" tall. I think this would be the first time that I've had lambs and calves playing in the snow on the ranch!
Today, temps aren't predicted to get much out of the 30's, which means that while snow will melt, it will likely freeze tonite, making tomorrow even more of a potential disaster than yesterday. Hopefully a lot will melt, the roads will be clear, and things won't be as bad as they could be. Our biggest concern is the trees - while no leaves or buds have popped out on them, the heavy, wet snow bent a lot of limbs up to and in some cases beyond their breaking point. We even lost limbs off the big Doug firs, something you don't see very often, as the Dougs shed snow really well. The old red barn roof and the poo flinger have a large limb off one of the ancient Oregon white oaks lying on them; Juan will be over later to cut it all up and haul it off for firewood since we don't need it.
But one thing is for sure. I don't think there is a place on earth more beautiful in the snow than our piece of paradise out here in the Coast Range Foothills of Western Oregon. Lots of pictures; enjoy the slide show!
Dale moved Really Big Red out of the dairy barn garage, just in case one of the oaks fell on it or shed a big limb onto it. RBR probably thinks he's back home in Fond du Lac, Wisconsin, where we've had more snow this year than they have. And, they were pushing 90 there yesterday
The morning sun hits Don's fir trees to the west of us this morning early
This just looked cool, the perfect line of snow alongside the gazebo
Zoom and Zamora enjoy their first ever snow
The lambs, also enjoying their first serious snowfall
One of the ancient pear trees in the orchard sheds a few limbs
The house, as always, breathtaking in the snow
Looking east towards Bellfountain
The Norway maple and ancient black walnut where the swing is, magnificent with frosting
Succulents and daffodils by the bedroom windows
Looking west down Dawson from the front of the house, towards Green Peak
A huge shelf of snow ready to fall off the old red barn's west roof
One of the limbs the Doug shed, along with the big oak limb lying across the poo flinger and old red barn roof
Poor poo flinger! You can see where the limb departed from the trunk to the left side of the picture
Forsythia, covered in sunny yellow blooms and icy white snow
Wednesday morning packwalk on Park Road
Tuesday night - weird looking snowflakes appear to be falling UP
Wednesday early morning
From the kitchen window Wednesday morning, the devastated old dogwood, with one branch left attached. Unfortunately, there isn't any way to save it
On Park Road, where it hits Dawson Road, snow hieroglyphics. Don't ask me - I have no idea what they are or how they were made. Kinda like crop circles, you know?
Wednesday morning from the south pasture
Really kind of a cool shot - snow coming down Wednesday morning and a snow shelf about to pitch itself off the roof of the big silver barn