beauty

OK, I'm all done whining now. Who can be depressed when they wake up to this? Scenes like the one above (the view from our front deck) make me feel like the luckiest woman alive...this is why I live in the mountains, and always will.

We were so excited when it started to snow yesterday on our way back from school. My trusty (very un-green) Landcruiser (named Denys) got us home safe and sound. Fire up the wood stove, bake up some homemade macaroni and cheese, snuggle up with your sweetie under a cozy blanket and watch the humongous flakes come down.

I love to have tea at my iron garden table, but not this morning, thank you! Brrrrrrr....

Luckily our fruit trees have not bloomed yet (unlike the ones I see down in town)...the right one is a nectarine that has never beared fruit, but I keep my hopes up. The little golden delicious, a housewarming present, we keep enclosed against the hungy deer. The patterns the snow make are breathtaking, the light exquisite.

Of course we probably don't need enclosures since we have such efficient guards. In fact, we don't see many animals close to the house due to our trusty dogs. Lucy enjoys any kind of weather, and is always up for a romp, snow or no. The snow does tend to make them wacky however...they were up before dawn, running circles through the powder and making a joyful noise.

The Goddess has truly blessed our home...the snow was like a balm, the sun a loving beacon. I'm sure it will be melted again by the time I arrive back tonight, but I am thankful for this reminder: count your blessings, they are many.