After 50 to 80 mph wind gusts the night before last and all day yesterday, the weather finally became calm in the evening. I could actually hear the wind ripping shingles from our roof. Patrick had time to get on top of our brand new home to nail down the shingles that came loose during the wind storm.
A soft snow started to fall at dark and we woke up to glitter once again. It’s still Fall. Winter doesn’t “officially” begin until later this month. Looks like we’re in for a long one.
“You know you can’t tell a cat nothin’ sweetheart.”- Skip Yetter (my Dad)
We are having windspeeds up to 65mph and it’s cold cold cold. But Matilda still thinks she wants to go outside. Even though I tell her and warn her that it’s miserable, she just doesn’t listen. I let her out and in less than 30 seconds she’s shivering and hollering to come back in. My dad and I were laughing about this the other day and he said the quote above in his best southern drawl. I thought it was funny.
It’s not hard to round up the cattle these days. We give them cake at least every other day and they love it. Their heads go down quicker than you can call “come cows” and when they pop their heads up after snorting and grunting with pleasure, they have a snow mustache. This cake keeps their digestion up to par which keeps their metabolism up which helps them be warm-ish. We had temperatures in the negatives last week and it has been too cold to go out unless absolutely necessary. It is supposed to warm up this week into the 30′s and 40′s, and believe me when I say that I am ready for 30 degrees. It will feel like the tropics after what we’ve been through.
Have a great start to your work week. Stay warm and I’ll be in touch!
Not only is it snowing here on the blog, it is snowing and blowing here in real life. It’s a blizzard out there folks and I’m hoping it will settle down at some point for a photo walk. But with temperatures below zero, I’m opting to stay inside and feed the wood stove. In the meantime I’ll share this image from the last snow where the tumbleweeds were stacked along the fences and a gentle frost had covered everything in sight.
If only cats grew into kittens. – R. Stern
Here is one from the early days when she was about 3 or 4 months old. I got Matilda when I was a year out of high school and I lived with several girlfriends in an old house in the historic district of my hometown. I kept her indoors but she would often disappear and reappear with the dirtiest paws I had ever seen. I stalked her one day only to find out she found a hole in the foyer wall and was exploring the entire house inside the walls! One day she came out of the cabinet underneath the sink. Her own secret passageway from the foyer to the kitchen. She found a whole new world in there. Oh kittens, what fun they can be.
Edited-PS: I spelled “Kitteh” on purpose. It’s fun to pronounce it “Kitteh”.
Hope you had a wonderful Thanksgiving with friends and loved ones. Have you recovered from the food coma of Thanksgiving fixins? We haven’t. Like Patrick says, “we ate like we were going to the electric chair.”
We’ve had some beautiful sunsets these last few days and this one I love because of the brush strokes just above the hills.
Have a good Monday friends!
I did this little photo shoot with Matilda a long time ago. She liked to sun herself on the AC unit outside my apartment and there was a gorgeous weeping willow beside it. I had just gotten a new camera and who better than her to help me test it out. Every time I look at the top left image, I imagine her saying “hey, come on mom, join me won’t you?”
I am so thankful for my little muse. Happy Tilda Tuesday everyone! xoxo
I loved wandering through the meadows in that heavy snow last week. Being followed by the herd was fun and spotting that beautiful buck was delightful too. Here are some more critters and scenes from my journey.
The next morning, the ground was totally frozen and it was -9 degrees. Brrrrrrr.
It’s warming up to the 50′s this week. I’m thankful for the warm breaks during a long winter.
He blends so well doesn’t he? I didn’t see him at first, I only felt him him staring me down with his big dark eyes. I stopped abruptly and turned to my left. There he stood in all his glory.
Have a great weekend friends! It is a cold and frosty morning out here. But it’s supposed to warm up and this gorgeous frost will soon be gone. I still have more images to share from this snowy wander so keep in touch!
I enjoyed a lovely stroll through the meadows today. When I started out, the ground was barely covered and snow was falling lightly. By the end of my walk it was coming down in big, heavy flakes. Can’t even make out their faces can you? The girls followed me around the whole time and they never gave me a chance to be lonely. Or cold. Their breath kept me warm. I’m serious, the entire herd was two steps behind me and sometimes surrounded me the whole time I was out. Cow cake does wonders to make them like us.
I’ll have more snowy scenes for you tomorrow. Stay warm friends!
“Soft kitty, Warm kitty, Little ball of fur.”- from The Big Bang Theory
Matilda had a bladder infection a couple weeks ago. It was very tough on her because she is so old. I thought I lost her actually. But I noticed it right away and got her in to the vet first thing the next morning. Poor girl. After two weeks of antibiotics, she has perked up and is back to her ornery self.
This image depicts those two weeks. Tilda in her soft kitty bed with extra blankets by the fire; pretty much her go-to spot these days.
The moon was HUGE and bright yellow last night. I captured this while on my way home from town after a wonderful photo shoot with an energetic two year old. That’s our power plant in the distance. Normally I try to avoid the power plant and power lines but I really liked this scene.
Have a great start to your week!
I’m quite partial to trains. It’s probably because my nephews are so fond of them. (<— understatement)
My brother and sister-in-law know every song and every name of the characters in the Thomas phenomena. Bless them. When I visit, we are either playing with the train sets or I am tasked with drawing and coloring trains. I’ll share my photos of trains with them sometime and see if they approve.
Have a great weekend!
If you are a regular here, you know how much I love a foggy morning. Just type in “fog” or “mist” in the search bar and it’ll prove it. We had another one yesterday morning so I geared up and took a wander to capture the peace and quiet. I’ll narrate, but only in a whisper.
Tumbleweeds are devouring our fences.
The harvested cornfields are only inhabited by stems and more tumbleweeds.
Couldn’t see but just a few feet ahead of me.
The barbwire fences were chilly and frosted.
There is a deer out there but I could only hear her.
Again, tumbleweeds line the fences. This will cause a lot of drifting when heavy snow arrives.
This pivot will most likely be winterized and retired for the next few months.
I’ll share the rest with you another time. I hope this brought some stillness to your busy day.
Cats are smarter than dogs. You can’t get eight cats to pull a sled through the snow. — Jeff Valdez
Matilda is no stranger to snow. I shot this back in 2002 during one of our bizarre and very rare Georgia snows. She didn’t know what to think. I’ll let her decide if she wants to step into a Wyoming snow this winter. I’m betting not but that girl surprises me every day.
Happy Tilda Tuesday friends!
Before the leaves fell and the temperature changed, our meadows were covered with Sandhill Cranes.
I think they like the meadows because we flood irrigate and it’s kind of swampy out there.
They are fun to watch when coming in for a landing. The fly above the bluffs and circle the meadow before putting their feet down in the tall grass.
They stand around chirping and calling out to one another.
I’m told that the almost extinct Whooping Crane usually flies with the Sandhill Cranes. They have headed down south for the winter but when they return I will pay closer attention and hope to spot a Whooping Crane with them.
Autumn has pretty much come to an end. The leaves have fallen to the ground and are crunching under my boots. We had a lovely little snow earlier this week but it melted before lunch. I like those snows when it glitters up my morning but doesn’t trap me in all day. I’m looking forward to a peaceful winter here on our “ranchette”.
Hope you have a great weekend!
“If there is one spot of sun spilling onto the floor, a cat will find it and soak it up.” – Joan Asper McIntosh
Sometimes a sliver of the moon and a hillside silhouette is all you need.