I took a snow day yesterday. I finished reading The Ghosts of Belfast by Stuart Neville (which I highly recommend for thriller fans), took a nap, and avoided work, which is why there was no blog post earlier this morning.
We cancelled our travel plans for the weekend. And I took a few photos so I could show off our gorgeous Northern Colorado weather. This shot on the right is a bit of whimsy that ended up all over me when I opened the gate this morning.
Here's the rest of the story. Earlier this week there was a spectacular sunrise:
Late Tuesday evening the snow began to fall:
By Wednesday morning we had plenty of snow on the ground and the forecast of more to come:
By this morning, when I stepped outside to get the paper and take a few more photos, the silence was incredible. With the deep blanket of snow on the ground, no traffic, no wind, and not one single branch snapping under the weight of the snow, it was a special moment. We don't get to hear that kind of quiet very often these days.
Our official total snowfall so far is close to twenty inches. Since the wind is picking up, and is especially fierce to the east of I-25, roads are closing and drifts are growing. Where we live near the foothills in Northern Colorado, however, the snow may have run its course. It will be sunny over the weekend, and we'll be out and about in sweatshirts instead of overcoats and mufflers. In the meanwhile, this is what it looks like today:
Note the depth of the snow on the flat bird feeder to the left compared to the Wednesday photo above left.