We got a very intense snowstorm on Friday evening which dropped about 8" of snow on us in a few hours. I would have loved it except that the snow was followed by intense winds faster than 60 mph. That meant that the fresh powder was flying through the air and freezing me and Shyla when we tried to go out to play on Saturday.
For me, the wind whipped snow into my face, leaving me absolutely freezing and uncomfortable. No matter what I did with a balaclava and a neck gaiter, the wind driven snow seemed to find cracks in my defenses.
While the wind put a damper on my mood, we still managed to have some fun in the snow filled world.
I'm glad that Shyla wasn't airborne during one of the high speed wind gusts or she might have blown away!
Shyla's love of leaping never ceases to amaze me. She especially loves to do it when there's fresh snow... perhaps because it softens the landing. She gets serious air!
I took one more photo before I lost all feeling in my fingers. You can see the wind picking up the snow from the ground to transport it eastward. There's a chance that someone who lives to the east of us will have all our snow by tomorrow morning!
After heading home, I spent the majority of the day in a recliner with a circulating ice bath cooling my knee. It's still very swollen so this is the new strategy for trying to get my knee back toward normal. Given the freezing experience outside, I was not eager to subject myself to more cold... but a roaring fire built by the Runner has made all the difference.
Yes, it's been a frosty day in every way!