Snowstorm — pat morss

Our snowstorm last week brought 27 inches to Gloucester, the most since the weekly blizzards of 2015 that dropped their record total of 9 feet.

The snowfall started on January 25th, and our path to the rocks quickly turned white.
It didn’t bother the coyotes who continued to follow their daily routines.
The brunt of the storm passed offshore, so the waves were modest.
Our restaurant was increasingly popular with the birds, as it got colder.
We never closed, but reverted to taking reservations.
Walking in deep snow after the storm was difficult, so the turkeys took to the trees, and the sunshine.
The berry eaters did fine with the winter weather.
This flock of Cedar Waxwings had a substantial food source.
As did the wintering flock of American Robins. No worms until spring.
A pair of coyotes joined us on the weekend for brunch. This may be a male?
And a female? After all, it’s mating season. Everyone looks healthy this year – no mange.
We added several more inches of “ocean effect” snow during the next storm, which was further offshore.
The deer appear unfazed. Here, peering between the rails of a wood fence.
Forget Groundhog Day! Our ‘spring marker’ is when the sun again sets north (right) of the lighthouse tower.

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