|From the living room window. The driveway goes between the motor home and the power meter.|
Yes, this is what eight inches and a breeze does to us. Okay, a 45 mph breeze.
And Hubby put his little truck in four-wheel mode and went into the pasture, just to make me jealous. And bring back groceries. He did the same with his big work truck.
The backyard gets some interesting wind-effects in the drifts. As I write this, most of the backyard and all the neighboring fields are free of snow, but we are still able to walk across the top of the fence at this point.
|The backyard, snow blowing across a peak.|
This was taken another day, the wind was gone, the sky was clear and bright. And my driveway is somewhere down there! It starts at the lower right of the photo, then follows diagonally towards the upper left. At the telephone pole way out there (not the one with the transformer in the middle of the photo), the driveway veers left, then right, before going out to the road.