Don't Blink Or You Miss It Kind Of Day Part Two

I went back out at quarter to five, to retake some pictures to show you the snowmelt.  Dramatic, eh?  Going From 5-6 inches to bare dirt in some places.

Yes, I did take this today.  Yes, that is green grass at 8300 feet in February.  This is, however, a rather protected and warm spot in the dog run.

Remember how the dog run was already melting this morning?

You can always tell where the trees and the house shade things.

A Followup Post: Freezing Whitefish Salad

I wrote this a while back - http://lifeonthemountainside.blogspot.com/2013/01/freezing-whitefish-salad.html

and never followed up.  Well, I am.  It was not pretty.  It got runny and nasty looking, the texture was not good.  The flavor was fine, but I would not recommend doing it again.

Don't Blink Or You Miss It Kind Of Day

Last night it snowed.  One of those snows that falls wet and heavy and fast; large amounts of accumulation can break trees, down power lines, damage homes.  But last night was only about 5-6 inches of snow.

And it was definitely a blink or you miss it snow.  The ground underneath is still warm, so it starts to melt as it is accumulating.  It's pretty easy to shovel right down to dirt.  not that you need to, because when the sun comes out, the snow starts to melt right away.  At 1pm, the driveway is already melted and the road is mostly melted.  Almost all the snow in the trees has fallen, and mud is the new order of the day.

A very typical spring snow.

So while Husband took care of the chickens, I wandered around the property and up the road, to get the beauty of snow of snow on such a warm morning captured for all to enjoy.

Tiny helper - trying to help dad take care of things in the chicken run.

Snow already melting in the dog run.

Second assistant, keeping an eye on the world from on top of the tank house.

No traffic on our part of the road yet.

The other wood piles

A Day At Humphrey Memorial Park and Museum

This last weekend, we went to a local museum.  I know, I know, lived here how many years and never gone before?  Well, now we have, and it is awesome.  Originally a ranch, the property was owned until 1995 and them left as a memorial museum.  It is not large, but it is PACKED.  The grounds are great too.

Here's the article on it - http://www.examiner.com/review/humphrey-memorial-park-and-museum-unique-history-the-mountains

And now? The pictures...

The goat and chicken Barn

The goats!

A Chicken!

Another house on the property (look for future articles about it!)

The main house - I know, sometimes I just can't manage a straight picture!

Side door, built in bench, and a cat!

Back of the house

Toadstool seats, so there is always a place to sit.

Front of the house

Front gate

View from the garage, back of the house and the cattery

Parlor

Parlor and entry to the library

Piano rolls for the player piano in the parlor

Grandma's bedroom

Propane stove in front of the old fireplace

Part of the library. a narrow space, but jam packed with books and a desk.

Dining room with just some of the china collections

Hazel Humphrey's cat collection

More Cats!

Did I say cats?

All of the things were left in the house belonging to the family, including this collection of vintage fabrics!

The original electric lamps; I believe they still work too!

Leatherworking done on wood for an awesome effect.

The Indian room

In the Mexican room.  Added later, and instead of taking out the windows, doors were put on the outside and shelves added to store more collections!

The kitchen cabinets are full of china sets too!

Original kitchen, with the flour and sugar bins in table. I could love this kitchen!

Sink!

My great grandmother had some of these pieces.

Pantry storage - everything you can think of.

Wooden strawberry bins - when's the last time you saw these?

Jars, jars, jars... looks like a shelf in my basement...

Canned foods from the 50s, 60s, 70s, etc- recognize some of the labels?

This orange has a crush - get it?

I love the clothes pins. And I'd never considered redying your stockings.

This washing machine is the ONLY thing not original to the house.

So many more things, so little time. The hat collection alone could keep me busy for a day.  I'll be back to take more photos - muhhahaha!