Snow

Snow.  I am so tired of the fluffy white stuff that I don't even want to take pictures of it.  It has been a long, hard winter and I can understand the prairie pioneer women going crazy.  Kind of.  This is a picture of the 1st snow.  Note the date.  That snow is still on the ground to this day.

It doesn't snow with the sun shining and everything all sparkly and pretty.  It howls around the house, angry it can't get in and make the house cold too.  It's gray and dark.  There is a sidewalk to the left of that tulip tree, with steps up to the house.  Don't see it?  Neither did I.

And when the sun comes out, it is pretty.  For awhile.  This is still the 1st snow.  That snow is still there, lurking under the other 20 or so inches of snowfall since, waiting to cause havoc this Spring.

2nd or third snowfall (read "blizzard").  The landscape is now flat, with mountains of snow at the sides of streets, with Everests at each side of the driveways and intersections.  We finally broke down this year and bought a (relatively) cheap snowblower.  Note the date.  We are already tired of hearing "snow in the forecast".

First, I will state here that the camera reset because of battery issues and I hate resetting it each and every time I change batteries, which is often.  So this was not taken in January of 2007, but rather end of January, 2010.  This is either the (?) merlin falcon or sharp-shinned hawk (can't decide) that visits our neighborhood from time to time.  It stayed around for 2 whole days this time.  Merlins are called "sparrow hawks", which would be an opportune thing to be in this area, what with all the sparrows living in the tenement arborvitae and the higher rent barberry bushes who feed on our seeds together.  Barberry bushes have better security what with all the thorns.

Talking about food.  We are prohibited from feeding the deer.  Which doesn't bother me.  They've already eaten all deer height serviceberries from our (formerly useless) serviceberry tree.  They knock our bird feeder over to gather seeds from it, and scrape up the husks of birdseed on our patio during the night.  The number tracks are fewer, and there is no running any longer.  The deer tracks look depressing, like they are plodding along, knowing their trek is useless and there still won't be any food for them. 

I've heard of rabbits stripping bark from ground bushes, and am sure the damage done by them will only be visible when this SNOW melts.