Friday, January 23
Received a good dusting overnight, and it continues today...
Never mind the snow, we gotta go!
Laden branches' illuminated glow. (I wax poetic.)
Just before the sun comes up is the best time to "listen" to the valley.
Wild geese, roosters, horses, dogs ("honk, crow, winnie, bark (bark bark bark bark)").
The snow puts a hush to everything else.
Like train whistles in the distance, snow plows, and early commuters.
Oh dear, where did I put those panels?
The job site conditions have changed for today.
The rugged mountain woman digs in.
One more panel is in. This one was especially difficult.
Dug yet another 100' trench...
Another two panels up.
Might finish this phase tomorrow.
PS: Remember the strange snow balls that vanished as mysteriously as they appeared?
Behold the phenomenon of the snow hats.
