“The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.”
Robert Frost, “Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening””
Cassi Creek: It is still snowing. We picked up another 1.5-2 inches overnight. Quite a lot of the snow that fell yesterday landed on surfaces still warm enough to partially melt, and then re-freeze on the decks and steps. I scraped them down this morning but the icy base remains on front and back decks. The front got a dose of de-icer pellets from a rapidly dwindling supply.
This snow is likely to continue until tomorrow. The higher winds have diminished. Driving back from Mountain Home yesterday was rather dicey in the usual places where the winds funnel through the saddles and down the valleys.
This morning, the trees were all snow-laden on their north-facing sides. The cars had a heavier build up on the north as well. In the early morning light, the images were quite beautiful and brought Frost’s poem to mind. Fortunately, I have no miles to travel today. We are home, surrounded by songbirds at Gloria’s feeders. About 0800 the local flock of turkeys wandered in. The reigning Tom, quite large, was in full mating display, trying to attract the hens in this flock. The hens were having nothing to do with him, avoiding every advance. They were much more concerned with finding food.
Tonight we will dine on braised lamb shanks and assorted root vegetables. The house is already beginning to fill with the aroma from the kitchen.