Well we are headed into day three of massive snow. There hasn’t been any new snow since day one but it has been so cold that only the direct sun is melting any. Yesterday’s low recorded temp here at Talbot was -7C°.
You can see just how sticky the snow was, it stuck to my chimnea all the way down the sides and actually created a pretty substantial obtuse, top-hat effect on the top.
Indeed there was enough snow for a proper Ariel. Bop-Op and I were glad to oblige but we had an reluctant enemy in the loose, cold, dry snow.
Some of the details are hard to see and some of them here are far too obvious but we did it and Abby was extremely happy.
So happy in fact that she decided whilst we were half-way through, that we were doing a good enough job that she would go in early and enjoy some cocoa.
You guys are doing a great job. I will come back and check it out when you are done.
This is what she got.
Before we got that far however, Abby and I laid siege behind the mound of snow that was to become Ariel. When Bop-Op arrived we were ready.
Finally, I was entranced with the way the snow was held in the Magnolia tree in the front yard. Here is one of the better shots I got of that. Observing the way snow lays on objects has always interested me but I have yet to capture the essence of what fascinates me.
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Good pictures of the Maidens: Ariel and Miss Abby!
Also, nice one of the snow perched on the top of all surfaces of the magnolia tree. It is amazing what phenomena occur when snow or rain fall straight down with no wind to disturb their gravitational influence.
I saw a picture of a meadow in the winter where the snow had fallen vertically — no wind — and the depth was probably six or eight feet. There was a 4 or 5-foot fence across the meadow and the only evidence of its existence was the little line of lumps which had built up on top of the fence posts!
Also, the phenomenon of the “holes” in the snow (I believe you have experienced one of those, eh Lief? — or was it your Dad?) where the snow is shed away from a tall fir tree and, when the snow depth exceeds the height of the tree, a curiously attractive depression occurs after sufficient additional snow has fell to camoflage the “trap”.
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