Sunday, February 25, 2018

Snowy Morning, 2/23/18

Friday morning we awoke to snow. We consider it an exciting event because this winter we haven't had any snow and only little rain (at least compared to last year). We live in an area that needs water, so rain or snow is welcomed ANYTIME. Here are some photos I took as soon as we could get outside:

Always dazzled first off by the all the white and blue. Gorgeous!

Before much else happens the ducks need to be released so they can be fed and watered. This particular morning Melina is carrying buckets of hot water to de-ice their water pans (the faucet at their pen is undoubtedly frozen).


This is the first winter for the six newer runners, and they were a bit nervous about all the white stuff just outside their door. Melina had to coax them out by offering handfuls of cooked rice (they will do just about anything for cooked rice).


The snow caught in the lilacs forms rune-like images - tough to decode.


The old '34 truck suffers the snow like everything else on the property. Since it spent the first 75  years of it's existence mostly down in the Santa Clara Valley, in Mariposa town, and the Sacramento River delta, it hasn't seen much snow - only the last four years up here on Triangle Road.

Is snow on cactus the same thing as an oxymoron?

The quince bloomed very early this year, perhaps anticipating an early Spring. The snow caught it by surprise.


The little windmill in the front yard ain't goin' anywhere for a while...


Zane loves the snow and uses any excuse (voles, mice, possum?) to stick is snout in it.


Our gate sign (sez "Staal" by the way) gets a mantle of snow.

Melina showcases the magical white world surrounding our home.


Guess I can't use these today, they've got snow on them. Dang!


Oops!
(Part of the thrill of snow (I;m being a little sarcastic here) is going out to discover what fell down, broke, or what was left out, exposed, or accidentally uncovered - it's always something. I have not yet visited the upper acres to see if the snow load broke any tree branches up there - nothing on the lower half, yay!)


Zane hunts the perimeter of our fig "orchard." Can;t wait to see it leaf out this year.

Another lilac rune...
More snow predicted for later tomorrow (Monday). Yes!


Saturday, January 21, 2017

Snow Morning

...didn't last long (that's why this blog entry is called "Snow Morning" and not "Snow Day").
But here is what it looked like:

First view (through the kitchen window).
No matter the weather, you gotta feed the ducks.
The ducks were a bit disturbed by the snow. When Melina opened their door, they ran out, looked at the snow, and ran back inside. But, hunger got the best of their worries and they came back out. A few courageously sampled this mysterious white substance. Sometimes the snow would stick and they would have silly-looking snow mustaches at the tip of their bills.
Time for mutual snaps...
 This was our live Christmas tree a couple years ago. Wouldn't it look perfect now to add a few ornaments?
The silent bell at the gate.

 The soggy meadow is snow-resistant - still a pretty view. I like the conceptual disconnect between the lush green grass and the white snow
Odd, naturally-formed snow balls discovered in the runoff at the edge of the road.
 Our place in the snow.

 Zane loves snow and smelling all the newly chilled scents.

The woman who inspires and shares this all.

Even melting snow creates patterns.
The 32s first snow (maybe, I only know it spent the last few years in SoCal.)
 Shameless plug...

Carb-loading the ducks with some organic, whole grain rice. It's like candy to them!
Zane likes rice, too - at least when the ducks are getting it. But, he has to stand aside and look on with envy.

Monday, April 25, 2016

Sunday Drive & Walk (April 24, 2016)


First up: Morning coffee in the greenhouse...
















Along Allred Rd

Mariposa Lily (one of my Dad's favorite wild flowers)

Along Stockton Creek, near Hwy 140








Found some mint growing in the creek  - packed a sample to take home


Love the rock colors highlighted by sun and water.

 Walking the Stockton Reservoir trail...



Yerba Santa


Elderberry















My Nikon pocket camera just wouldn't focus on the flower below, so Melina had a go at it with her Canon. She got!



What is this strange thing winding out of the bushes towards me?