Ironically, right after I published my post about the little yellow messengers of spring, we had a huge (by west coast standards) dump of snow, more than a foot in all. That was followed by – no surprise – a multi-day power outage.
Snow is still covering most of our garden and patches of our lawn, though it’s been melting a bit more each day. While the crocuses haven’t yet re-emerged from under their white blanket, I’ve been happy to see our weather heading back to “normal”. But today, to my dismay, it’s been snowing again.
I think “the Twinnies” are also rather dismayed by it all. It’s the first winter for this pair of Columbian black-tailed deer, the youngest of the family of six who make their living on and around our property and visit us daily. (Their diminutive moniker is meant to distinguish them from their older siblings, “the Twins”, who were born a year earlier.)
Fortunately, the Twinnies’ coats look rather cozy; in fact I expect they’re better than my parka has proved for warmth and waterproofing. Nevertheless, I’m sure the pair – like me – will be happy when spring finally arrives.