Sunday saw a snow event here in Central Texas, including a few inches of snow for my garden. That much snowfall is unusual, but was a nice change of pace. When we get snow, it’s usually light and doesn’t last too long coming down, nor once it’s on the ground. Sunday’s storm lasted for hours and was quite heavy at points.
It was certainly more than our typical dab of snow.
On Monday morning, I caught this vision of the snow which had covered our solar panels on Sunday, but slid off and was bunched up at the edge of the roof like a loose sock around an ankle.
This morning, three days after the snowfall, there’s still some snow left in shady corners–and on my roof.
To me, the snow looks like the snows of June, those drifts of cotton produced from Cottonwood trees, Populus deltoides, which gather along pathways and tangle in shrubs.
All in all, I’d rather have the snow.
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