The Morning After

Well, the power stayed on despite the howling winds all night long. Our first indication that things were a little out of the ordinary was the snow INSIDE our house. Even the dog knows something isn't quite right.

After checking for new lambs (there were none, thankfully), the first order of business was digging out the snowblower. Dig the snow away from the door, open it, and then clear the drifts away from the blower, inside the barn.

Even the workbench was dusted. Hmmm...guess someone should have shut that drawer.

Other than feeding the sheep and doing the other chores, The Farmer's morning (and a good part of the afternoon) was taken up with blowing snow.

Our tractor mounted snow blower does a number on snow. But this was hard-packed snow--not easy to move. And there was a LOT of it to blow.

Nearly roof-high drifts in some spots.

This one did come straight off the roof and slope downward. I guess it's a good thing the sheep are in the barn. Dunno that this fence would have kept them in.

In some spots the ground was nearly bare--a testimony to the power of the wind that sculpted this new landscape.

And, for perspective, a view out the sheep barn door.

The snow has stopped, though the wind continues to change the landscape. Thank goodness for power, water, heat, and large snowblowers. And thank goodness for The Farmer, who is working out in this while I am inside looking out.