So, tell me again how “It never snows on Vancouver Island”…
Just to punish me for my smugness in telling my prairie friends that my spring bulbs were already up, it snowed again last weekend. About eight inches. It wasn’t quite what I’d been imagining when I’d heard other women brag, “I got eight inches last night.”
But I’m not going to complain too much about the unnatural weather. It really is almost spring here – I saw some varied thrushes poking around in the yard last week and I’m hoping they have the inside scoop. I keep telling myself the snow probably won’t stay long; and it’s actually very pretty.
Not only that but it’s warm(ish) outside, so walking through the winter wonderland is a joy. I snapped some photos that couldn’t capture all the beautiful sparkles, but I tried:
I also enjoy the snow because it reveals the tracks of all the little critters that we don’t get to see very often during daylight hours. I’ve only seen a rabbit once, but the snow reveals that there are several around… or else one very active one. There’s also a rat or a very large mouse; or possibly an extremely well-hung squirrel:
But as I was strolling through the woods reading the tales of the footprints, I came upon a trail where a rabbit had crossed the road… and was apparently surprised by the ditch embankment:
Standing there looking at the skidmark, I started to laugh as this popped into my mind:
Rare And Majestic Nature Scenes