Winter has settled in to stay on the mountain top and we are heading into a deep freeze for the next few days.
Sunday night we will be hitting zero.
The skies sure are pretty on these frosty winter mornings....pretty enough that I am compelled to run back into the warm house after feeding the birds, grab the camera, and head back out for photos.
In my bathrobe, more often than not. Yup, that's me. Thankfully my house is pretty secluded.
You can see the road from my house now, through the trees. Come spring, I'll be in my own little world once more.
But today, spring seems a very long way off.
These three evergreens used to shield my house perfectly from the neighbors' house. There were two additional evergreens that had to be taken down after an ice storm bent them in half. Then Verizon came and chopped the tops off these two trees....I was furious and it still makes me angry every time I look at them!
Someday perhaps I'll plant some others in this corner as well. However, in spring and summer it hardly seems necessary when all the undergrowth fills in so nicely.
Summer seems just a memory now.
Many happy hours were spent out here the past two years. Last Christmas the kids sat out here and had a cocktail with their cousins before dinner.
Also last Christmas I sat out on this swing and peeled potatoes, with nothing but a fleece on to keep me warm.
That's ok....this is how winter on the mountain top is supposed to be. I don't really mind, or I wouldn't live here.
Come April, when the snowstorms keep coming, that's a whole different ballgame.
But for now, the pups and I are warm and cozy in the house, enjoying the glow of the tree for a couple more days.
In my house, we always keep the tree up until after January 6th, which is my dad's birthday.
Happy Birthday, Pops. I love you.