Fascinating Snow.....

 

Rest of the country has had it's fill of snow. We've just got  snow. It's still new. Exciting. Fresh.Fascinating. Aren't we strange?  Until it starts to get runny. Until then we can't get enough.

 

 

                               

Snow by day is still beautiful. Meringue piled every which way. Makes me want to make a lemon meringue pie.

 
                                                                                   A fort is a must. Neighbours across the way spent two days  sculpting. Using a recycling bin to pack in the snow. Then dumping it out and wetting it down to make it stick. Oh, Can-a-da.....We find it fascinating.

                  Equally fascinating:  Spencer loves the birdbath,. Not the snow. He doesn't hang around. He toddles off. He gets his treat. Shakes his paws.Looks mournful and off he heads for home. Can't say I blame him.

                                                  

                                           And the snow packs down. Later on it snowed today, and did not stop.

                                               

Varied Thrushes are fascinated by all the seeds under bushes. They are sweet things. The little birds are not afraid of them. They all seem to share. Perching.Stuffing themselves silly.

                      
                                                                                       And the trees hang under the weight...........

                                Backyard is buried.......it got even more buried a couple of hours later.We only see this kind of snow once every couple of years. It's a novelty. Everything stands still in town. Stores are empty. It's the topic of conversation at the Feed Store..................

                                       

  I only went for bird seed. I should have bought a plow. Instead I got 120 Kg of bird seed and some packets of kitty treats...........now I ask you, is that dedication, or what?

And Smokey was very happy that he got treats. In the snow. He likes the snow. He likes to play tag with you. In the snow. He gets a treat for playing tag. He swishes his tail. I tell him how lovely he is.

And the Thrush keep coming for seeds. Still stuffing themselves as fast as possible. Little balls of orange.

                                   

 And we are still fascinated by the snow.We're pretending that we live in the Maritimes. This is pretend snow ( even though it looks real).  Slide. Swoosh. Screech. Crunch. Slither all the way back down the hill towards home. But at night when  lights hit the snow............it's looks magical.