Snow has fallen most of the day. After I got home, I went out and photographed the trees on our property that have been claimed.
They kitties and I got up at 6:30 this morning to find 6 inches (15.24 centimeters) of snow on the ground and no power. Since we have our own well, no power means no water. Fortunately, we have a gas stove and keep bottled water on hand, so I could make coffee. Power was restored around 10:45 am, so it had been off 6 hours or longer. We did have cell service, so I was able to call the power company to make sure they knew we were without power. Then the kitties and I went out at 7:00 am, played in the snow and took photos.
After raining for about an hour this afternoon, the rain suddenly changed to giant snowflakes that were coming down thick in the waning light. I ran out and got photos of the falling snow. In the process I got photos of three cottonwood trees I photograph quite often as conditions change. Resa, who has two blogs I follow, Art Gowns and Graffiti Lux Art & More, thinks Mia is lucky to have her own tree. I told Resa she can have a tree if she would like, so I’m putting up four possible candidates. The first three cottonwoods are on our property, and the fourth is by our cattle ramp. The cattle ramp is on our property but the cottonwood is not, and I don’t photograph that whole tree very often. However, it’s a cool looking cottonwood and is situated so it gets good backlighting in the morning and the afternoon. Plus it has a cattle ramp next to it. But Resa can decide if she like any of these trees or wants to look through previous posts to see if she can find a tree that calls to her. Below are a few links to previous posts that include photos of the first three trees:
We went out for a walk early this morning and walked five miles in the snow. We headed south on the levee for a change of scenery.
Spunk could come in the house through the kitty door on the other side of the house (often we let in the front door and he just walks straight through the house and goes right back outside through the kitty door), but he chooses to be a drama queen, and act desperate sitting on the rail outside by the front door, looking sadly in the window, begging us to let him in. Today he was particularly sad, stuck outside, all covered in snow. While Spunk was going through his sad cat routine, Najar jumped up on the window sill to add her two cents worth about how silly he is.