January 26, 2026

There was a cardinal in the back yard briefly. It flew from one of the snow covered bushes to the tall bare tree. Its color brightened up the snow covered area that now is the picture of winter.

The plows have done their jobs making the roads passible; and the neighbors have shoveled and snow blown the 16 inches of snow that fell all day yesterday, and into the night.

I have done my part where I could, and now after lunch I sit by the window watching the mystery of nature drop tiny flakes from the sky again.

This is a gentle snow not like the snow that fell all day yesterday and into the evening. It was impossible to have a clear view of the street because the snow fell fast and heavy.

The branches of the trees have snow resting on their bare branches, and the green leaves of the holly bush are covered in a soft white blanket.

The juniper trees along side of the house bring thoughts of Christmas trees; they stand tall and straight with patches of snow.

Part of the fence in the back yard has partly separated from yesterday’s wind. It will require repair when the piles of snow melt.

There is no sun today, but the stark whiteness all around on the house tops, and the yards not plowed, makes it a typical New England Day.