Yesterday, the sky darkened and the wind shook the fir trees above me. Snow suddenly appeared flying horizontally past the windows. The promised winter storm arrived. I sipped hot tea and thought/worried about My (poor) Pirate out delivering food in forty five mile-an-hour wind gusts over in Gresham.
Once the winds settled down, I stepped outside to take a few shots.
Someone forgot to bring in the hammock for winter...
My Pirate arrived home just as the snow shifted to sleet and I could hear the ice covered trees creak as they moved in the breeze.
This morning, I woke up with a cold and was surprised to see that the ice hadn't started melting yet. The weather men had predicted a quick thaw, but the temperature stuck at 32 and only shifted up to 33 degrees.
My big loss from the storm is an olive tree. The twine had rotted and didn't hold up the weight, so it snapped. Dammit.
I moved my February Plum Daphne into a new spot and now it has to endure this storm. I hope it survives. It did look pretty fab in the snow.
My newly planted front and side gardens are currently slumped over under the weight of the ice. It's looking pretty ugly. Here's a few close-ups to distract us from this icy mess. Stay safe out there!