I don’t know how close we are to breaking the record snowfall for our area, but I am unilaterally declaring this the snowiest February of the last 30 years! It’s wet snow, too, a spring snow before spring starts! It’s a big pain in the back, shoveling and stuff, but it’s going to be a green, wildflower-filled season soon. I can’t complain. At least not out loud. Not here in public.
The birds are hungry, almost desperate, crowding around the feeder and circling in the air like jumbo jets backed up over O’Hare. Feeding them can be an almost full time job, but that’s okay. What else are we going to do on such a snowy day?
This last picture is taken from the kitchen window, looking out at the Rocky Mountain juniper that grows in the rock garden. I love that tree, it asks for nothing and gives back evergreen foliage, shelter for the animals and birds, and a lovely graceful form. The boughs bend gracefully in the heavy snow and don’t break. Junipers get a bad rap, but they’re one of the most drought tolerant, lovely, resilient natives you can grow.
