Well! For Once They Were Right

25°f/-3.9°C, clear after snow squalls all day yesterday.

Larry checking the package box. Poor box has been tumbled over the hill a few times by strong winds, even though it is anchored to the ground. It makes life easier for mail and delivery services, as they don't have to come down our long-ish driveway.

A bit more snow than expected! We ended up with a couple inches, but the eastern WV mountains had over a foot. This is early for us; we don't usually see measureable snow until late November, if then. The old folklore says that the date of the first measureable snowfall is the number of measureable snows you will have that winter. I have seen this to be true, but I doubt it holds up further north, where snow is a more frequent visitor!

We went ahead with our plans anyway, and worked about 4 hours at our Ripley booth. Still more to do there today, and then we will start on Ravenswood.  Most of that time was spent putting up lights. The booth really needs them because it is dim back there, but I swear they look like some crazed old woman put them up. Not far from the truth, actually. Still, the space does look brighter, and the glass really sparkles. No photos yet, but I will post some later on.

I took lots of snow pics, though! Here's a few:

The youngest mulberry was beginning to shed its  leaves when we got home yesterday.  They stay green longer than any other tree, I think, only turning yellow the other day.

And then, this morning, naked! And a beautiful golden puddle on the ground. I look forward to this every year. 

Along our driveway. 

At the top of the hill, Larry gets the mail.

On our road, Joe'sRun: Ernie's homeplace.

Earlier in the day, as we were going out. The snow had just started an hour or so before. To the right is where Larry was brushhogging just last week.

I love these old trees. One is completely hollow but still alive. Years ago I watched a black snake crawl in at the bottom and out at the top.

Our neighbor Dave's hay bales. He lives a couple miles away but this is the back end of his land,up on our ridge 

And down this hill to where our driveway turns right. Larry once slid down this and crashed into two Ford trucks owned by the gas drilling company. They were shoveling sand on the hill and had blocked the road. Poor guys were from Texas, and had no idea how to deal with this icy hill--- you stop at the top, pick your best route, and let 'er roll. Works beautifully. Best to hug one side of the hi or the other, depending on where the snow/ice hasn't been too packed down.  Larry jokes that his old Chevy took out two Fords.

These are out of order:they are on the oaved part of Joe's Run. 

Isaac and Grace's house, one of my favorites along our road.

Today, of course, is Veterans Day. My family is full of vets, dating back at least to the Revolutionary War. If you are fairly new to my blog, you might be interested in this post and photos about our vets.  My Dad, my husband, four of our 5 sons...and even today we have a few in service.