The weatherman told us we might expect some snow overnight, so when I woke up at six this morning I had to take a quick, shivering peek through the curtains.
We didn’t get a lot of snow, maybe a couple of inches, but it was enough to make a magical scene in the pre-dawn dark, with only the neighbor’s porchlight providing a spark of warmth.
By 9 a.m. the snow was already fast disappearing, especially from the roads and on south-facing slopes. The heavy cloud cover had given way to brilliant blue. This image was taken looking back at our place and the mountains behind.
On my way back to the house, I passed by these very noisy crows. I’m not sure what they were cawing about — maybe they were calling to their friend up there in the sky.
As I walked past the spot we call Rabbit Corner (see all the tracks?), I heard birdsong coming from that big bush. I thought at first that our resident mockingbird was providing the concert, but it turned out to be a pair of California Thrashers. I was delighted to see and hear them, especially since they haven’t been around the past couple of months. I hope they’re nesting!
One of them accompanied me along the path up the hill, singing all the way, and I went back to the house grinning like a fool.
I think Spring must be on her way, don’t you?