One of the joys of living on a mountain in Colorado is that one never knows when winter weather will arrive. Oh sure, on the calendar it says that the first day of winter is officially December 21st or 22nd.
I’m here to bear witness that on my mountain it is definitely a few months earlier. As proof I offer the these photographs taken yesterday afternoon on my deck and in my front yard.
To give you an idea of how deep the snow was on my deck railing I included an orphan 14″ knitting needle in this shot. That knitting needle hasn’t been knit with as it is destined to be turned into a Tunisian crochet hook someday in the near future.
This is a favorite tree of mine in our front yard, so I had to go out and attempt a rescue before the snow load bent it to the ground.
It blooms with lovely sweet-scented white flowers in the spring that later turn into orange-colored berries. I always know when we have had our first significant freeze because the berries turn bright red. It is also one of the few trees on our property that puts on a proper color show in the Fall.
My rescue efforts did help, though there were a lot of leaves on the snow once I was finished. I also got a face full of snow during the rescue operation, next time I use a longer broom.
Now, don’t you feel like curling up under a comfy crocheted afghan to stitch away on some snuggly slippers or mittens?
I think I need to hunt down that lovely alpaca/wool blend yarn I was planning on using for some mittens for me. 20F temperatures while I was digging a path and rescuing trees made me really wish I had made them already.
Mamas2Hands 
We also have a Mountain Ash in the yard. It is lovely, but I have to clear min of too much snow. as well. Leaves and most of the berries are gone now. Lovely pictures!