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?