I have been sleeping a lot lately. Not great sleep; more fitful and not rejuvenating. But it’s a mystery that I didn’t see this storm coming. When I opened my eyes this morning, it was so bright beyond the shade I felt it must be high noon. As I rolled up the shade, I thought I might still be dreaming.
It was snowing like crazy, but within minutes snow bombs were falling from the trees and powerlines, making snow craters. Some were so loud and heavy birds could be seen jumping straight up, like startled cats.
This is not a peaceful snowfall, but rather swift and dynamic, wild and full of surprises, stomping down my flowers and bushes, and causing the birds to act even more weird and edgy. I love it!!!!!