Heavenly View of Snow on the Peaks of Hells Canyon

We always have the hills of Hells Canyon in our viewshed, but the snow on the peaks is so beautiful that I thought it must be shared with my readers.

Paladin and Effie look out the window at the snow from Two Vantages

My husband took this photo of Effie and Paladin with a snowscape out the window for a backdrop.

A walk up Asotin Creek

We hadn’t expected a beautiful, clear sunny day, but there it was, and we decided on a walk along Asotin Creek, a nearby and fairly frequent destination.

         The trail was slick with melting snow, but we sustained no casualties.
The green disc is more likely an artifact than Neptune wandering from its orbit.

Our deer lunch guests

Mule deer never seem thwarted by snow-blanketed fields. I enjoy their visits, and I am happy they find fodder on our modest acreage. I am also happy that they leave the rabbitbrush alone.

Winter rain on snow, and Effie

The temperature is 35° and snow yields to falling rain–but snow continues to prevail on the ground.

Effie wants to be patrolling Effieland, but it’s not her way to embrace rain and cold for very long.

Sometimes monitoring her domain through the window is just the thing.

A tad more snow

Earlier this morning before the sun had finished rising over the hills, the scene invoked Homer’s “rosy-fingered dawn.” Still pretty, isn’t it?

Like all creation, snow falls

Snow is falling harder than it was earlier in the day. I can see individual large flakes from at least 50 yards. I wish more beautiful things were as quiet. Are you listening, Effie? Effie is rather a vocal cat, but overall she is good. . . .

The Effielander’s snowy morning

Effie pauses to contemplate the wondrous snow that suddenly came to her dominion while she slept comfortably, as always, indoors.

Good morning, snow!

Snow fell last night with more determination than it had yesterday afternoon. The seasonal variations of the basalt hills in our viewshed are always striking, and, to quote an old friend, well worth the price of admission.

After a long winter’s nap, Effie hits the Effieland Trail

Effie heads out into the deepening snow of Effieland. . .

She goes into stalking mode–she alone knows what she stalks with such savvy and grace.