Hopefully no injuries with the chain saw… or the log splitter… or with the fixed up hernia… or…
UPDATE: Some results (with no injury):
It’s supposed to snow later on today, but, so far, this is all that is evident on the Southernmost side of Holy Souls Mountain:
The ice is everywhere there is an outcrop of rock, or a cliff…
Further up, on the Parkway (now closed for the Winter), such ice can get many feet thick, and cover expanses of hundreds of feet. When it breaks off and falls, it can be rather dangerous.
More peacefully, the donkey of Holy Souls Mountain, also on the Southernmost side, a bit further East, is munching away while he can:
While some people in past ages came up with a spoof Feast of the Donkey, I don’t think it should be a spoof at all. But, more on that later.
I couldn’t resist picking some hoar frost…
…that was growing along a rift of Holy Soul’s Mountain…
It’s enough to make your hands cold!
Phrosty phlox (all that “ph” spelling reminds me of the blog of Philothea on Phire, the blog of another kind of hermitess!) –
phrosty frosty sage:
And the usual hoar
Phrost frost and snow, bless the Lord!
The army blankets and the down do well in the
phrosty frosty weather. Thank you.
Being from Minnesota, I’ve never seen hoar frost before. Conditions are perfect for it in this mountainous rain forest. After the gentle soaking rains these past days, a cold front came in and dropped the temps down to about 19.99 degrees fahrenheit. These grew to three and four inches long.
The two army blankets did well for sleeping in the forest (in the unfinished hermitage), but I noticed that even with the plastic blanket from the Fathers of Mercy, they are not rated for these temps. Hopefully, the stove will be operational soon! I bet the exploding down gets here first however.
Note how it lifts up anything on the ground, thowing it up in the air. Frost and snow, praise the Lord!