It was a wet, heavy snow and it bowed down the branches of the pines. In the recesses of my mind I began thinking about the last time we had a wet, heavy snow and how it was followed by ice and days without electricity. Just looking at the following pictures are enough to chill me to the bone:
The snow is melting now, and it's suppose to be around 41 degrees tomorrow, so there's not much of a chance of any more snow falling in the next day or two. Today's thin blanket was just Mistress Winter exercising her hold over us. It won't be long before she has us all in a Death grip, begging and pleading for the Maiden Spring to deliver us from Winter's holdings.
But until then we will have to sit with our toes in the fire wishing and hoping for deliverance from the dark cold that is Winter.