Are now all but buried
Likewise our mailbox has just managed to keep it's head above the snow line.
You might remember seeing my compost bin a few weeks ago beginning to sink under the snow. It's now completely inaccessible. I managed to hike out to it but wasn't about to try prying open the lid.
I dug a hole in the snow beside the bin instead and buried the contents of my compost pail there. But we did had to do some digging today. Back in the summer we piled all of our firewood in the driveway. Close to the house but not close enough. We hadn't considered that the snowplow would cover the woodpile in snow.
That's me digging the firewood from out of the snow. An exhausting job. We'll have to reconsider where we put the firewood next year. Last year we tried the shed but discovered while the wood was covered, it was also too far from the house to carry. Next year we'll have to try yet another location. Now you know why I haven't started landscaping around the house yet. We still have yet to figure out how to organize ourselves there.
After getting chilled to the bone outside I decided to come inside and ease my soul with a little glimpse of green. The stems I cut two weeks ago are starting to show signs of life. First to make an appearance were the pussywillows.
Followed by the rose branches
And then the apples
They're still small yet but just the sight of unravelling buds makes my heart glad on this wintry day.