The scenes I am about to show you no longer exist...all the snow is off the feeders. Hardly any snow clings to the trees. I guess that is the one thing about snow this time of year....it generally does not last too long.
But oh, my, this type of weather sure brings childhood to mind. I almost always had these little cheap snow boots...and they almost always had a leak. So, mom always saved the plastic bags that bread came in...I would put my stocking feett in them and then put my boots on and I was good to go. Most of the time I went by myself...with the companionship of whatever dogs we had at the time.
It was a whole new world to explore...even though I was as familiar with the land as my own hand almost, everything seemed new and improved. And there was the snow to eat...when I was a youth, I would have been taking bites of snow from any object heavy laden with it. And I admit, I did take a bite of snow yesterday...but I don't make a habit of it any more.
There just is nothing more magical than a whole new world covered in snow. And even though I am ready for spring, I really have enjoyed this winter wonderland.