And here we are, three days into February! The days slip by quickly and quietly here in the South Cariboo. The extreme cold I reported last Monday only stayed two days, and it has been considerably warmer, or at least less chilly since. Yesterday the official Canadian groundhog failed to see his shadow, predicting an early end to winter...and I'm predicting that here, it just ain't going to be so. If we'd had a local groundhog (actually we have marmots!), Lone Butte Larry (as I would cleverly dub him) would have certainly seen his shadow and scurried back inside for six more weeks. Last February 5th, I wrote that Buck was beginning to shed the longest hairs of his winter coat. So far this year, there isn't a loose hair in sight on him.
Our front door view this afternoon. (That's the bird bath in the foreground)
Gillis checking out the piles of snow resulting from our plowing efforts
Hoar frost on an aspen.