It's a cold, crisp, sunny day at the farmette. A far cry from yesterday, when we went through a full-on blizzard. Luckily, we were well-provisioned, the 156-year-old farmette house is solid brick and it has probably withstood more than its fair share of wild weather.
It was pretty wild in our nation's capital yesterday as well. We tried to stay away from the news, but it was pretty compelling. Police cornering and then arresting people who had occupied the city for three weeks! It was amazing that this morning, there were no trucks left in the downtown, and, as of about 7:30 a.m., it was a ghost town. Let's hope cooler heads prevail today. I'm not optimistic.
I am, however amazed by what Mother Nature can do.
Everything was coated in a thick layer of the white stuff. Here's a picture I took during a lull yesterday morning. When the kitties woke us up at seven a.m., the snow was coming in sideways from the west with 80 kilometre an hour winds. Apparently, we were experiencing an "Alberta clipper". Thanks for the present, Art (a dear friend who lives there).
This is the east side of the house. I did my citizen science thing both yesterday and today, and the total accumulation of the blizzard - which started overnight Friday - was about six inches (15+ centimetres). With drifting, it was up to about my navel. Okay, not quite, but it was tough slogging to get to and from the snow gauge.
Anyway, this is what it looked like this morning. We didn't get a chance to clean off the new CRV - which is what is under that bank behind the hedge. We fortunately didn't sustain any serious damage - unlike those poor people in Somerset, England who had their ancient oak basically crush their home.
Since we were holed up for the entire day, I decided to make some lemon crinkle cookies. Really basic recipe with tonnes of sugar and butter, flour and egg with lemon juice and zest. YUM.
With all the shenanigans going on in the country these days - namely, people losing their minds and disrupting everyone else over vaccine mandates that will be lifted soon anyway - plus a frigging maelstrom swirling outdoors, it was great to be tucked up safely at the farmette.
Wilma, you'll be happy to know, stayed pretty chill all day. Be like Wilma. Until next week.
