The National Weather Service defines a blizzard as a dangerous winter storm that is a combination of blowing snow and wind resulting in low visibility, and sometimes with strong winds. I think I just met one outside in the pasture, I’m grateful for the shelter and dry ground our animals can stand on.

Still, it is an impressive  thing, this one looks like a true howler. You go out and shovel a path and turn around, and the path if completely covered with snow. You go inside and make a pot of tea. I keep Red inside mostly because the sheep can’t go anywhere, and Fate loves being in the snow, she doesn’t seem to notice it.

I love photographing the winter pasture, I’ll try to keep up with it. More photos later. Here, I swim in blessed solitude.