While New England is getting another layer of snow to deal with, we got our first significant snow for the season. It is a very dry, fine, fluffy snow, and has been pretty easy to shovel or even sweep off the sidewalk and road.
I was out early to shovel off the snow from around the cars, the parking pad, and on the road.
There is always something magical about snow in the garden, changing the way I see it. All the shrubs and still uncut tall grasses stand out in dramatic contrast to the snow. Low plants, even the early growing daffodil leaves, are covered up making a smooth, sculptural surface. Shadows become visible and provide a slowly moving layer of detail on the white surface.
This snow, since it came down so fine and light, doesn't endanger the health of anything. There is no need to brush it off to prevent it from breaking off limbs and disfiguring the bushes. It sifts down, into the inside, like confectioners sugar dusted over the leaves.
That is why I was surprised to see the snow gathered on the plumes of the pampas grass. The heads of the stems had enough small pieces that the snow was collected. Neat.
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