When the Universe gives you 30+” of snow, make a snowman. Of course. And various and sundry other things. UPDATE!

Forgot to add this in:

 

 

 

The following pics came from last week’s dump (of snow that is).  That one kept us from going anywhere (dance, work, everywhere except the backyard).  So then that melted.

And now we have another foot (read 12″) of snow on the ground.  And more falling.  Good heavens, as my late Grandma Georgia used to exclaim.

IMG_1936 IMG_1937 IMG_1938 IMG_1940 IMG_1941 DSC05602 DSC05603 DSC05604 IMG_1943 IMG_1945 IMG_1947 IMG_1949

The last picture was a couple of mornings later when the sun finally decided maybe it would make an appearance.  I title this one “I’m melting, I’m melting.”

Then we had grass again.  Green albeit due to the incredible amount of moisture.  And now…white.  As far as the eye can see.

Holy moly moses but there is a lot of snow out there.  I don’t feel like going out and taking the same old pictures of the same old snowdrifts and same old prettily falling snowflakes.

So I’ll just refer you to the above pictures, because that’s the way it looks right now.

I would like to point out the absence of political references this morning.  I’m refraining and it’s taking every ounce of strength I have not to let ‘er rip!  Believe me you, I am containing an unbelievable amount of stuff in my cranium and I would caution that at some point, most likely in the near future, it is going to be too much and the lid will blow off.  I’m just saying.  It’s coming.  It’s coming.  Sort of like winter.  Though, in our case, it came and has never left.   It teased us a bit in early March.  But it’s back with a vengeance.  I simply cannot explain to you how much snow is out there.  And how much is falling at the moment.  Lord love a duck but that is a lot of snowflakes raining down on us.

Can’t do a thing about it.  So we simply have to accept it.  And, as always, I emphasize the fact that every single snowflake, every single drop of precipitation is one more chance to mitigate possible fire danger.  So I’m never going to plead for it to stop.  I would much rather “endure” snow and then mud (ugh, the mud) than be poised to flee at a moment’s notice should fire ensue.

Got to get to math and spelling and vocabulary and the Electoral College and whatnot.

Blessings be.

About madranchwife

Mother, Mad Ranchwife(as in--at times-- crazy, nutso, loco, off-my-rocker insane), Veterinarian, Physical Therapist, "Liberal, pinko, gay-loving, Subaru-driving Socialist" (as I've been called), proud to be a totally tree-huggin', climate change believin', granola girl environmentalist, ObamaGirl, Pro-Choice (don't even get me started here...), and in my younger days a feminist vegetarian as a result of time spent at CU Boulder (this lasted approximately 14 months, until all the Jimmy Buffett I was listening to caused me to crave a cheeseburger). Now I just get pleasure out of swimming against the stream and ruffling a few feathers here in the wild west state of Wyoming!
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