The door bell rang...and I opened the front door long enough to let the neighbour in...only to notice that she would have had a very hard time getting to the front door. The 'bentwood' wheelbarrow that had been some twenty feet away...was now blocking the front door. Very welcoming indeed! The wind has a way of re-positioning things.
I ran a few errands in the afternoon...and drove roads strewn with branches. I noticed park benches overturned...and even restroom facilities where there had not been any before.
I'm wondering if someone is missing their outhouse!
The ponds and ditches have turned to ice...
...and even the 'rivers' are starting to freeze over.
And in my garden...where last week Ryder and I still ate raspberries...
...there are a few lonely berries left braving the cold...and the leaves are gone with the wind.
I'm not from the prairie...and that's OK. A few days of this cold weather...and I've about had enough.