I changed my mind. Winter is NOT my favorite season anymore. The ice, the cold, as of last week, I’m over it.
But when the bout of wintry weather that we had last week was first forecast, I was excited. I mean, snow! How often do we get any snow in Alabama? It’s about as rare here as a heat wave in Siberia. Those, we’re much more familiar with.
By the time it actually arrived and I had landed flat on my backside for the umpteenth time in what ended up being a light dusting of snow covering a thick layer of ice (Ice is slippery, who would’ve guessed it?). . . Well, that’s when I learned a very valuable lesson. Winter weather is not all it’s cracked up to be, and I’m in total and complete awe of those of you in more northerly climes who deal with it all the time. How do you do it?
But I did manage to stay upright long enough to get a few pictures to share.
This is what we woke up to on Wednesday morning.
The ducks didn’t know what to think, at first, but they quickly warmed up to it.
The dogs had varying reactions. . . Bryony loved it from the start (She would have been happy to stay outside all day long). Hunter, not so much. Potty trips were a nightmare for him.
While the goats and Mose the donkey were like me. They took one look at all the white stuff on the ground and went back to their houses to wait on breakfast and warm water. Which proves, they’re a lot smarter than me.
And a few more pictures:
Icicles on Tuesday. I’m a tiny bit of a Spelling Nazi (and completely annoying, too), but I had to use spell check on that word. I mean, it’s not very often that I’ve had to type the word icicles.
From the bottom of our hill on Wednesday.
The courthouse downtown on Thursday.
The birds lazing about on Thursday.
Our frozen pond also on Thursday.
By the weekend, temps were back in the 60s-70s. Yep, that’s our crazy Alabama weather.