The fluffiest powder fell from the sky today, making our farm a winter wonderland. I felt bad for not helping with chores, but I couldn’t help but bring my camera with me for the beautiful snow. Also, I think our dog is one of the happiest dogs in the world, maybe I’m biased but look at her smile as she’s jumping off the bales! I was laughing all morning, her joy is contagious.
Winter Storm Jupiter has arrived, and although the ice is a total pain I just love how the sun shines off of it and everything turns to glitter in the morning light.
Fortunately, our power stayed on throughout the storm so it truly wasn’t all that inconvenient – as I’m sure it was for many others. So we hopped in the pickup and headed to the cover crops to check on how the ladies were doing.
I’ve recently been reading “The Shack” and in the beginning of the book, it describes perfectly why I love miserable weather.
“There is something joyful about storms that interrupt routine. Snow or freezing rain suddenly releases you from expectations, performance demands, and the tyranny of appointments and schedules. And unlike illness, it is largely a corporate rather than individual experience.” – The Shack
“He paused to take in the beauty of a world engulfed in crystal. Everything reflected light and contributed to the heightened brilliance of the late afternoon.” – The Shack
February brought us such a beautiful snow, tho I’ve been informed it’s not so beautiful when you’re scooping out bunks in 10 ft. drifts. Not everybody loves snow, but since I’ve decided to settle down and stay in good old Nebraska I might as well embrace the changing seasons and bipolar weather. However, if I had it my way the snow would fall in December giving us a “White Christmas” rather than always dumping on us in time for Valentine’s Day. Maybe next year!
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