The first snow of the year always feels magical

Why does the first snowfall of the year always seem magical? 🙂

The First Snowfall

The snow had begun in the gloaming,
And busily all the night
Had been heaping field and highway
With a silence deep and white.

~ By James Russell Lowell

(An excerpt from his poem, ca 1855)

 

A Great Blue Heron, dwarfed by the surrounding forest – Wordless Wednesday

Feathered friends visit our back yard – Turkey Tuesday

We had five turkeys wander through our yard today. They were spread out along the hill behind our house so unfortunately I wasn’t able to get a group photo.

There were only four visitors last week, so someone new (to me) has decided to join this group somewhere along the way! Safety in numbers, I suppose.

Maybe next week there will be six!

Consider this post the opposite of an Agatha Christie novel where members of her groups declined instead. 😉