The Russian sage is covered in ice in mid-February though things aren't as bad as they look. The road, at least, is passable.
Looking back towards the house from the north, you can see that the snow isn't deep. The pampas grass in the foreground is usually torn apart by the winter winds. But not this year. Why not? It's been windier than ever.
A view of the house from beneath the pines along Clayton Road presents a pretty picture with the bare trunks of the trees, the snow and the meager winter sunlight punching through.
No comments:
Post a Comment