Monday, December 21, 2009

More snowy bits and pieces.



So, this was how deep it got, at least.



We fed the birds, as usual.  The small ones, the sparrows, robins, tits and dunnocks came, of course, but then there was this thug.  A young blackbird, still mottled and grey-brown, who was determined to have the whole table to itself, and must have expended as much energy chasing the other birds off as it consumed in  the food it was eating.  We developed quite a dislike for it; the smaller birds can share and co-operate, why couldn't this one?  (As you may note, we have no qualms about anthropomorphism...)



Young Ludovic, who has come to live in Marie's and Pierre's old house, with his very nice girlfriend and lovely border collie, had a most impressive piece of snow-clearing kit;  a mini push-along tractor, like a converted rotivator.  He works for the commune, mind, so he probably gets all the best motoculture equipment.



Victor's motley collection of useful stuff, standing out against the snow: chicken shed and run, an old privy, half a cider barrel, sticks and stakes, woodpile and corrugated, a weathercock on a pole, a row of leeks...



Snow on his barn roof.



Later in the day, we got out for a walk.









Though the snow was thick on the banks and fields, the roads were quite clear, and Mol didn't pick up pom-poms till  we were nearly home.


13 comments:

PurestGreen said...

I love the shadows, the barn roof, the pink light, and the furry, snow-balled feet. my dog used to come home just covered and immediately set to gnawing them off herself when we got home. Adorable.

HLiza said...

Auw..snow...love all these pics!

Zhoen said...

'sNooowww!

Crafty Green Poet said...

your snow is wonderfully deep (though ours is almost that deep in the undisturbed places outside of the built up areas). I love blackbirds but they are aggressive at bird tables. My mum gives them their own treats away from the rest of the birds, which seems to work. Lovely photos you've shared, the pink sky is wonderful

The Crow said...

I especially like the modern graphic art look to the snowy roof photo. That's a painting in waiting.

Our snow is about the same depth, but we haven't had your lovely pink light. Very nice pictures, Lucy; I'll come back to look again and again.

:)

Barrett Bonden said...

Thanks for motoculture. Yes, I can if I force myself see the cultivation/husbandry link but I much prefer the distorted image of Nathalie Sarraute conjoined with a ride-on mower.

Reluctant Blogger said...

When I see virgin snow like that I just cant help myself, I have to run through it. I'd be up there jumping on that picnic table!

Ours is melting today. But it's been wonderful whilst it lasted.

Have a lovely Christmas!

Dale said...

I love the violet sky!

Plutarch said...

The shadows of Tom (is it?) and Molly are a Chritmas card in their own right.
The wv sounds like a Celtic toast: slansl. Slansl to you and Tom and Molly.

Isabelle said...

Lovely pictures but CHILLY!

Buy Mol some boots?

Bee said...

Molly's pom poms: a sweetly humorous ending! I also especially like the shadow of you and Molly in the snow.

We had this pink clear sky today . . . so I guess we are a day behind you with the weather. When I was out walking, I noticed how many birds were singing. Perhaps they were calling for food? Or perhaps I just noticed them because it was so much quieter than usual.

Rouchswalwe said...

Thank you, Lucy! Merry, merry Christmas to you and Tom and your shadow, Molly!

Granny J said...

The shadows of dog walking -- a perfect vision! Merry post-Christmas and a Happy, Happy New Year ahead.