"March comes in like a Lion,
and goes out like a Lamb"
an old adage
Roaring, scratching, screaming...
wicked, wet, blizzards and whiteouts...
That is the lion that has sprung forth as March!
Hang on everybody,
I feel like it is going to be a wicked ride!
If you have been anywhere near a television or radio lately, or live anywhere in the mid-west to the east coast, you know all about the terrible, violent storms that have been wrecking havoc across the country. The images have been heart-breaking. Hopefully recovery is quick in response.
My thoughts and prayers are with anyone involved or affected.
We (well, not me, I hate it) are used to winds, snows and freezing weather in our little corner of Wisconsin. And truth be told, I even feel we have been blessed with a rather mild winter. We received our part of the lions roar late last week with a whiteout of wet and heavy ice and blizzard condition snow.
It maybe hard to see, but there is snow falling at about 1-2 inches an hour. Wild winds and the occasional thundersnow added for extra weather excitement (not!).
These are photos from the evening.
These are photos from the evening.
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evening whiteout, looking up our backyard
heavy evening snows take pine tree
boughs almost to the breaking point, lining our driveway
Snow had lessened by late next morning and by mid-afternoon the sun broke through the gray skies. The wild birds that frequent our feeders were all in a frenzy. Hubby scurried out to replenish some nourishment during the intermission.
mourning doves resting between meals,
wearing big puffy vests
In reality, I can not complain if all we lose is plants and flowers, as too many have lost complete homes, towns and family members.
Healing hugs,
until next time ...
How have you and your family fared this winter?


























