“The color of springtime is in the flowers, the color of winter is in the imagination.”
Just in case you weren’t sure, or I haven’t reminded you yet, or if you were just wondering, it’s still winter.
The cattle are munching on the grass peeking through the snow.
The sun shines through the clouds occasionally revealing the blue sky we all know and love.
The Laramie River is high and icy. They have released more water from the reservoir so it’s higher than normal. The excess water has broken through the ice jams or just simply runs over top of the layers of ice.
The wind picked up yesterday and created “theatre smoke” all over the ranch. Snow was flying everywhere and I could barely see the dirt road I was driving on. I couldn’t even photograph the chaos because my camera couldn’t find a focus point. I’ll capture the phenomena for you one of these days. It’s amazing to see but very difficult to stand up and function in.
with rocks in our pockets,
we’re still hanging on to the car door.