This winter has been a wild one so far. For the last few years we had these mild, easy winters - usually punctuated with one or two snows, but for the most part no big deal. It was equal parts delicious and anticlimactic. This winter, on the other hand, has been a different beast. January has been cold. Like COLD.
Cold enough that our lake has twice frozen solid, which is somewhat fun but mainly a pain in the ass because I don't trust the dogs not to get out on the ice. Which means I spend a fair amount of time watching dogs walk around the yard. This is exactly as exciting as it sounds, and after a few days means I want to run away from home.
The cold also means we haul a lot of hot water to the barn. We don't have heated water tubs, so for the horse and goats to have drinkable water we carry it up there in 2 gallon cans. This is kind of fun (look at me! getting stronger while performing necessary tasks!), but also a little much after several days. So just when I was getting ready to get in my car and start driving to Key West, it snowed. This didn't exactly lessen the amount of work, but it did make the whole thing kind of magical.
Our property abuts the Blue Ridge Park Service, which means we can walk up to the Blue Ridge Parkway. When it snows the Parkway is closed, and makes a total fairyland for a walk.
The funny thing about that is that in all of the years since I moved here as a kid, it never occurred to me to head up there in the snow - until a few weeks ago when one of the neighbors mentioned it. Lightbulb! So Sam and I walked up there in this snow, and had the best time. I think a new snowstorm tradition is born.