Just like a scene out of Dr. Zhivago--you now the one where Yuri and Lara drive up to the ice and snow covered palace in a horse drawn sleigh. The summer garden furniture virtually covered in billowing snow drifts. Snow everywhere. Only we aren't in Mother Russia. This is real life on February 5, 2010 in the Dominion of Virginia and we have to shovel--go figure! The tree branches are bowing down,laden with snow. So much for the Witch Hazel that is blooming. At least the Pussy Willow has strong flexible branches that will rebound even though the limbs of the magnolias and crepe myrtles are creaking and straining under the weight of the clinging, wet snow. We've already lost some branches on these lovely trees and hoping not much more will give way to the forces of nature.
Right now we have 30" and counting and it's not even noontime. It truly is beautiful and everywhere you look it seems as though we should see a Dr. Seuss character popping her head out of a snow drift with a cotton candy-like pile of white perched upon her head. She seems to be saying, "How do you do? My name is Sue." Not likely to happen, I know but I can dream, can't I?
After lunch, it's back to shoveling. Next the porch, the porch roof and more of the driveway. And, later, check on the greenhouse. Stay tuned...
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