Hello Mother Earth, we live in the South! What is this white stuff? Southern Chickens do not like SNOW!
Trees covered with this ice cold blanket of white.
Trees, so heavy with snow, their branches cannot help but droop.
My Edith says, Mom, no more eggs until my toes thaw!
Even Mr. Tree is not happy with his face covered in snow!Even though Mark and I really dislike the cold, snowy, wet weather, there is something inviting about the stillness of the world when it snows. Its as if there is a pause, when Mother Earth takes a deep breath, and relaxes. For just a brief time, all is quiet, and there is this beauty before the snow plows come and people start to emerge from their homes to play in the fluffy chill. Then all returns, until the next time.
