Winter’s Claw


Nature is letting us know that we haven’t seen the last of winter.  Winter is determined this year.

Everything that had melted and pooled on the top layers of earth, turned the ground squishy and mucky, then hard-froze into place like a game of freeze tag.  Hard craters to trip me up while carrying buckets:

January_2014Not to mention the mini-ponds created by melting snow, now frozen … and hidden under the new skiff of snow:


We were lucky this blast!  Not much snow – but strong winds blew the little snow around in hazardous ways … creating more work.


Pumpkin Pie decided to watch Mom Abigail from the barn … while Mom kept one eye on Pumpkin Pie:


The big, ol’ dog was barking at something in the shed.  I went to see… Poor ol’ 100+ pound Hunter … of all the terrible travesties!  His food was being taken (by a maybe 6-lb cat).  All he could do was bark!


Winter’s claw … or maybe winter’s lace?


My coffee sure tastes good on these mornings!

About Marla Rose

This blog documents farm life in central Illinois with photographs and various ideas/adventures that come my way. My hope is to make you laugh (or at least smile) and appreciate this life!
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7 Responses to Winter’s Claw

  1. debweeks says:

    Yes, not much snow, but lots of cold, cold wind around here. We’ve had some fairly mild winters the last few years and this year is certainly reminding me that Central Illinois winters can pack a punch.

  2. pattisj says:

    I didn’t realize I’d gotten so far behind until I categorized my email by name! Where does time go? Sounds like the dog is familiar with a cat’s claw. Be careful on the ice.

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