Three Days of Winter Magic
With temperatures well below freezing since last Friday night, the weekend snow is still here, and still as beautiful. This morning awoke with 23 degrees and a heavy cloud cover that looked like more snow might be on the way. Both dogs arrived early and we walked down the road past Otter Pond, which is frozen over for the first time this winter.
The American Beech tree retains its colorful fall foliage all winter…
Brushy Top Mountain above the gorge carved out by a branch from Otter Pond…
The pooches know this trail well, and Buddy likes to romp in the lower meadow.
Inside the woods, the Branch flows toward Otter Creek, under many downed trees.
Where’s Buddy? He was checking out a well used cave under a large boulder. A Bear perhaps?
Back out to where the Branch feeds into Otter Creek. This was the view up the creek, where fresh snow looked almost like a cascade falling from the mountain above.
In the other direction, Otter Creek flows under Bill’s Creek Road in the distance on its way to Cove Creek.
Further up Otter Creek, a pond formed by another Branch has frozen over.
Arriving home from the woods behind the house…