A snowy walk
Last night it snowed on the farm — and on most of Wisconsin.
This morning’s dawn showed the beauty of the new white covering. Winter may be tough some day s— tough to work, walk, and/or drive — but I have to admit that it can be pretty, too. So when Bob went to the barn to feed the cats, I grabbed my camera and went outside to document the change.
Like a good makeup job, snow covers numerous blemishes. I told Bob that snow even makes old equipment look interesting.
Bob was skeptical. “Maybe if the rusty stuff is buried in a snow drift,” he said. Still, he looked around as we viewed the new snow cover. “I guess it does look better with snow on it."
My husband walked over to where the duel tractor tires leaned against the barn, waiting for spring work. While he was thinking about future field work, I snapped a few pictures. Bob may not have seen the beauty as I had, yet we were able to appreciate the scenery if in different ways. I bet Bob was envisioning the freshly turned soil that would eventually be under those duel wheels.
After wandering around the buildings we then went inside the machine shed to feed the barn cats. Today the mob of cats did not rush outside to meet Bob with his bucket of food as they usually do. They were too comfortable out of the wind and snow and waited for him to bring food and water to them.
After chores, Bob went inside the house, but I stayed out to walk around a bit more. This time I took our dog Sunny with me. Sunny loves fluffy snow as long at the temperature isn’t below zero. When extreme cold hits, the icy walk hurts his feet. He’d rather be inside with us, snoozing on his back with his feet in the air.
This time I took Sunny into the backyard where he could investigate animal tracks. He gets so interested in the deep footprints that he sticks his whole muzzle into the track, burying his face up to his eyes and sometimes even past his eyes. After he gets a good sniff of rabbit or cat, he surfaces and leaps to the next one to investigate it. This is fun for him.
On another walk, Sunny found deer tracks on the side of the road. He exuberantly launched himself from one indentation to another. Soon he was over his head in the ditch full of fluffy snow. After submerging his whole self in the snow he popped his head up and looked at me. Sunny’s expression was priceless. I could almost hear him say, “What the heck happened?”
It took a few good leaps before Sunny freed himself of the snowy trap. After that he was more careful where he ventured, but I’m sure if something really attracts his attention again he’s soon be heading out across questionable ground.
The snow continues to fall today. I look at the calendar and see there are 40 some days until spring. That doesn’t seem so bad. Mid-winter in Wisconsin is better when it is white. Eventually there will be an end to the absence of color. And one day soon we will get past the muck of early spring and green will return to the landscape.
Until then, we’ll muddle through winter as best we can. With the end of the season a month and a half away, I feel more positive — okay, that’s how I feel today. Who knows what I’ll be thinking tomorrow, or next week. Not me, that’s for sure, but I’m looking at winter with different eyes right now. Today I’m seeing its beauty and that’s a good thing.
Susan Manzke, Sunnybook Farm, N8646 Miller Rd, Seymour, WI 54165; firstname.lastname@example.org