More Snow Memories

Cows in the snow seem to be happy.

This gal was gazing at us as we stopped by to see her.

Kate took us to Ironstone Winery for the flower show.

The winery was the biggest I have seen and I live in wine country!

Never can I resist yellow and purple of anything.

Or the orange and yellows that call to me with a touch of white.

When we were leaving the snow country we came by this snowman.

He was one of two we saw.

Yeah I know, what can I tell you, "I had to add extras".

Barns

There's a cold front coming where I live which doesn't mean snow, maybe frost.

We were having that spring weather and now I am cold again.

Tonight out comes the covers for my plants outside.

This brings back my exciting snow weekend in Arnold, California.

The barn above is located in Murphy, California.

The little town that celebrates "Gold Rush Days" in March.

My two girlfriends and I took a walk around this town recently on that weekend,

(see previous posts for all the snow, and how we enjoyed our time away).

This barn stopped me in my tracks.

Only because I happen to love barns.

Sometimes they appear to have that lonely look.

The desolate place where ever they stand have stories.

To me they are forgiving, inviting, and filled with mystery.

Wish I were there now.

The day we left the cabin it was snowing and windy.
Here we were three women in a car driving home, we didn't want to leave.
Kate was driving, she invited us to her cabin for the weekend.
(see previous blog on snow weekend)
THANK YOU KATE
We didn't stop because of the unsettled weather, trees down, the road, other cars making their way homeward on that Sunday.
Annie and I had our eyes peeled, looking at everything out the windows.
It was never dull.
It was even exciting when the windshield wipers stopped.
I suggested we could use string like I heard that my family did one time.
We were laughing again like teenagers on the run.
The wipers repaired themselves.
I am still not over this weekend...

More Snow

The actual women who did all the shoveling were

Kate, next to her vehicle, and Annie to the right with shovel in hand.

They were the bones of the matter.

Two shovels, three women.

It was suggested I should collect "data" and "photos".

They worked together as a great team.

Annie originally from New York had memories of being outside in a lot of cold.

The cabin belongs to Kate, she had experience all right.

She was soon to let us know this was the most snow ever at the cabin!

Kate and Annie are neighbors in the real world.

It is always mystifying to me how people meet each other.

I am a firm believer that people meet because they were suppose to.

I am grateful... 

It appears to be an illusion.

The trees were not bending, and I didn't take the photo crooked. 

I adored this view from the cabin.

Murphy, California

The cabin was several miles from this little quaint town.

The celebration here was "Gold Rush Days".

This was the day after as we cruised down the main street to head for home.

I have other photos that I want to post from this weekend.

One reader's comment from Sandy witterings stated,
"I certainly wouldn't have expected snow in California, but a bit of altitude can make a fair old difference to the temperature.


To be continued...

SNOW

For many snow is not an unusual thing to see during winter.

I was invited to a cabin located near Arnold, California.

Some people don't imagine California as snow country.

Snow in March to this degree is unusual and more than we ever anticipated.

The three of us came up with a name for ourselves.

"Mountain Women"

Not possible to drive up the driveway on Friday.

Just enough to be off the road.

We carried all our gear up in ankle to knee deep snow.

The cabin was two story and very charming.

We went into the town of Murphy for a festival.

Our favorite things to do was play in the snow, eat great food, drink the best wines, share stories, and gaze out the window most all the time.

During the night another foot of snow!

This morning we carried our gear down to the snow covered car.

 SHOVELING 
and a lot of it!

How do people live this way?

As we made our way home, the suggestion was we do this four times a year for each season.
I will add more snow photos

Road TIme

Last year this was a road I traveled on in the desert.

Where it was warm and dry.

Today I am heading out from cold, wet, windy weather to

SNOW COUNTRY

Since this weekend with the girls has been planned for months we are going for it.

Packed ready to go for adventure.

Many of my fellow bloggers live in the cold snow for months.

The three of us will be in a cabin not far out from a quaint town which is celebrating, Daffodil Festival, St Patrick's Day, and Gold Rush Days all in one.

Best thing is this cabin has two fireplaces.

HAPPY TRAILS TO ME

see you when I return