The Snowy South
It’s even colder today than it’s been all week. The snow is not going to melt any time soon from the looks of it. Our local weatherman informs us that this is the third largest snowstorm in history for this area, the first being 1963, then 1988.
I wasn’t here for either of those snowstorms, but The Farmer was. He says he remembers the one in 1963 well. Having just moved here from Wichita, Kansas, the snow didn’t seem unusual to him at the time. Now after living in the south so many years, he knows better, ha!
We took a ruler outside with us and measured snow all over the place.
Most of the places we measured showed around 7-inches of snow. Although some places measured a little more, and our neighbors swear we got 8-inches of snow, 7 was the average around here.
The guineas and chickens hate the snow. The chickens have mostly stayed put in the sheds, but the guineas get out and fly from tree to tree.
Some of the guineas even flew up on the windowsills to check things out.
The snow doesn’t bother the sheep or llama, and even our goat doesn’t seem to mind getting out in it.
The Farmer and Toby and I enjoyed tromping through the woods and checking out the snow. Here’s a video with pictures I took from around our snow covered farm:
This last picture I took this morning when The Farmer and Toby were walking around the far side of the pond.
All this snow reminds me more of when I lived in West Virginia or Iowa or northern Ohio. It’s been fun for a while, but I’m glad we don’t have to deal with this much snow on a regular basis.
No more snowmageddons in the south please!