Yesterday after a rather hairy ride over Lookout Mountain
(see my Zephyr Hill blog for the photos:
http://zephyrhillfarm.blogspot.com/2011/01/tale-of-two-mountains.html ) we arrived to find Leahaven under a thick blanket of snow. We didn't measure it, but based on what we got at home, it was at least 7" and probably more. The tenth of a mile between the road and the house was pristine white, untouched snow.
The first order of business was to find the water main under the snow, then use a tool to turn it off.
The house sat warmly welcoming in its cold setting. The first order of business inside was to turn on a faucet and drain all the water from the pipes . With a forecast of several nights with temperatures in the teens and days not rising above the mid-20's, there's always the danger of freezing pipes with subsequent flooding when they thaw. Now we can sleep easy at night!
The picnic table and front lawn don't look quite so inviting under a layer of snow, but I wished we had time to drive back to the pond and the lake to enjoy their winter beauty.
The gumballs on the sycamore tree out front were sculpted against the gray-white sky which seemed to be painted with the same palette as the snowy fields.
I had to smile at the icicles hanging off the gutter. They bear silent witness to the winds that frequent Sand Mountain. No tamely hanging icicles here! Like gnarly trees, they battle the wind for existence, their sparkle belying the struggle to be. Perhaps they are like some of us, buffeted by life, a little twisted and bent, but hanging in there by God's grace!
So beautiful. Did you get back to the view the pond? I thought about Leahaven when we got the snow. You were brave the venture out from Chickamauga!
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