The ranch is finally snow laden, at least on the south east end. Seven to eight inches of fresh powder landed amidst the mildest of winds. The slow building snow, with the slow movement, did create drifts whereas it snowed lightly for twelve to fourteen hours.
The weather blew in from the south west and the north east at the same time, sandwiching the ranch in a heavy mist with only periods of breaking before dusk. Most accumulation was to occur in the overnight.
It may have snowed heavily at times, I shall never know; the silence, the space, the peace, the solitude has all returned me to sleeping like the dead. Time vanishes, I arise rested, but nary a clue as to what transpired in between.
The ranch is snowed in. I am snowed in, at least. The sun returned in full glory by ten this morning, so the batteries are now fully soaked and the system started floating by two this afternoon.
The winds have again abated. All is quiet. I shall wait to see if they arise before laying tracks down Schierl. If you lay them too soon the wind soon removes your evidence, so today just the snow blower made its first appearance such that the old dog can roam a bit and do his dailies. For the first real snow of the season to be this late in January? Snow me in! I am enjoying the feeling today!
