In January, amid the cold and deep snows of midwinter, the wolf packs howled hungrily outside Native American villages. Thus, the villagers began calling January’s full moon the wolf moon.
Last week was so warm, all of the snow melted in Wenatchee, WA. Weeping willow trees sprouted pale yellow leaves, fooled into thinking it was Spring. Next week's day temperatures will drop to single digits. No hiking for me. With the insulating capacity of a grasshopper, I'm prone to hypothermia.
After yesterday's snowstorm, we have blue skies today! Photo was taken from my kitchen window looking west.
Gorgeous! I saw it during a late-night walk Thursday in a clear sky - love the magic of that.
What's all that white stuff?
Snow, silly!
@LiterateHiker Ahah, I KNEW it. Are you aware that "snow" is a four-letter word?
What a view
I feel lucky to have a view of different Cascade Mountain foothills from every window.
In the Spring, foothills are covered with green grasses and wildflowers. My favorite time of year.
@LiterateHiker your very lucky I live in city
Love getting out into countryside .
My dogs and I were still, watching this morning. There were literal ''moon shadows."
Did you howl at it?
@gemini1947. I still do...
@Bigwavedave Me too.