We'd had a combination of snow, sleet and freezing rain for several days, and everything was coated with at least 1/4" of ice. Some places, like my car's windshield, had 3 or 4" of ice. The morning chores became truly "a chore." Besides the difficulty of walking, simply unchaining and opening a gate was difficult:
The apple trees were ice covered and, to my surprise, were actually holding up the power line. That's when I was glad I'd never gotten around to pruning them:
The hay bales were covered with thick ice and snow.The snow on the ground was 18" deep on the level, and drifted to several feet - and all crusted over with ice:
I let the cattle stay inside the barn all day long instead of locking them out during the day as I usually did. They were more comfortable, but I had twice as much manure to clean in the morning:
And the poor cows were ravenously hungry, tucking into their food bowls like starving waifs. Their coats were covered with ice:
The cedars were coated with ice, their branches sagging to the ground:
And great piles of heavy snow and ice lined the driveway:
This poor cedar looked like a drunk, staggering home after a bender:
The apples were covered with ice:
And I began wondering why I hadn't retired to Florida, where I could at that very moment be sitting poolside with a cool drink in my hand:
The farm sign seemed to survive the storm without damage:
And the corn field across the road (behind the trees) was a thing of beauty. For all its fearsome intensity, the storm truly left some glorious sights in its wake. I'll post Part 2 tomorrow:
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