At the beginning of the week, because of a nasty winter rain, the driveway and the walks at our house were treacherous. As I’ve noted many times, in Maine, we loathe rain in the winter. Back in the day, it wasn’t a worry. Now, however, rain in winter is becoming more and more common.
Looking at the icy paths, Clif said, “Time for wood ash.”
“I hate how messy it is,” I replied. “But we don’t want to risk falling.”
So out came the wood ash, making the walks and the driveway safe but ugly and dirty.
Lucky for us, we have a beautiful dog of the north to brighten our day.
Then, just as we were wondering if we were going to have two months of hideous March weather, along came a welcome snowstorm on Wednesday that gave us eight inches of light snow, no rain, no wind, and, best of all, no worries about power outages.
During the storm, here’s a photo I took from my “bathroom blind,” of a junco on top of the bird feeder. I really like the contrast of the dark gray against the white snow. I also like the way you can see the blur of the snowstorm in this photo.
Yesterday morning, with the sun rising and the sky clear, I saw that the storm had wiped away all traces of ugliness. However, this meant work for Clif and Little Green. Note the wall o’snow at the end of our buried driveway.
The front yard is once again a sea of clean snow.
Exactly right for Maine in February.