But there are a few narrow spots with high current that have resisted our many days hovering at or below zero, which means that one always needs to be careful when walking on ice.
We had a freezing fog yesterday morning, which left tracings on the weeds
Our noses told us that the air temp was just below zero, but the sun was shining and there was no wind, so we were toasty warm inside our multiple layers. In fact, the effort of hiking a half mile through deep and unbroken snow, down a steep bank, and along the iced creek, left me warm enough to unzip my Carhartt jacket. For awhile anyway.
We were afforded a view of our house from an unusual vantage point.
The wind, once again, proved itself a skillful sculptor, forming surf-like snow curls. (click to enlarge, for the full effect)
The coyotes have burrowed into the snowbank. We watch this family from our house with binoculars, but didn't catch sight of any up close and personal. Note the tracks around the den.
How high are these banks, and how deep is the snow, you ask?