And the actual snowy day
22 March
This was the sight I would have loved to see through my window... in January, or at most during the first serious snowfall in Late January/early March.
I was especially worried about this apricot tree in front of our balcony that started going into bloom right before it started to snow although it was already rather cold the day before. Its branches were covered with solid ice under that snow, flowers and all. When the ice softened later in the day, I knocked off as much of it as I could with a fallen branch from bellow and then with a broomstick from the balcony - and then all that water (including some more from the new wet snow) froze again in the evening, around the flowers and all! It’s good that it started to rain during the night, so the rainwater melted the ice. Amazingly, those flowers survived all of that and then some more snow on the night of 24 March (and more buds kept opening in the meanwhile, in spite of the winter temperatures). I still wonder if there is going to be any fruit because apricots re the least cold-resistant of all out roes-family fruit trees.
The view from the kitchen, featuring a cherry plum tree in bloom under the snow:
The same cherry fruit tree when I went out:
A closer view of the whole tree:
And of the nearest almond tree:
My hand holding a twig of that almond tree in the wind:
mm
“No escape from the conifers”: a very young pine tree, one out two or three:
There were already young female (seed) cones on those trees, for my surprise:
And now another almond three in the area, with whiter (less pink) flowers:
Some red dead-nettles (Lamium prurpureum) in the snow. I already know that they could survive much worse, so I wasn’t worried about them.
The inevitable mallow (Malva sylvestris), in case you haven’t seen enough of it in my previous snow and post-snow photos. :)
A half-solid sheet of ice and snow sliding off a coffee vending machine near the trolleybus stop:
Another tough survivor, in the trolleybus stop garden.
No, I didn’t go anywhere by public transport that day and I didn’t walk far either.
Slightly melting ice detaching itself from the branches of a linden tree on my way back home. It felt surreal to see that.
I was surprised to discover that I still had some unsatisfied craving for snow on that day (until I got completely disgusted with the next snowfall in the evening), but I was very worried about the fruit trees and the garden flowers and the house martins that would have no insects to eat in that snow. And now that we are slowly heading into real spring again, I ca nonly hope it lasts this time.
This was the sight I would have loved to see through my window... in January, or at most during the first serious snowfall in Late January/early March.
I was especially worried about this apricot tree in front of our balcony that started going into bloom right before it started to snow although it was already rather cold the day before. Its branches were covered with solid ice under that snow, flowers and all. When the ice softened later in the day, I knocked off as much of it as I could with a fallen branch from bellow and then with a broomstick from the balcony - and then all that water (including some more from the new wet snow) froze again in the evening, around the flowers and all! It’s good that it started to rain during the night, so the rainwater melted the ice. Amazingly, those flowers survived all of that and then some more snow on the night of 24 March (and more buds kept opening in the meanwhile, in spite of the winter temperatures). I still wonder if there is going to be any fruit because apricots re the least cold-resistant of all out roes-family fruit trees.
The view from the kitchen, featuring a cherry plum tree in bloom under the snow:
The same cherry fruit tree when I went out:
A closer view of the whole tree:
And of the nearest almond tree:
My hand holding a twig of that almond tree in the wind:
mm
“No escape from the conifers”: a very young pine tree, one out two or three:
There were already young female (seed) cones on those trees, for my surprise:
And now another almond three in the area, with whiter (less pink) flowers:
Some red dead-nettles (Lamium prurpureum) in the snow. I already know that they could survive much worse, so I wasn’t worried about them.
The inevitable mallow (Malva sylvestris), in case you haven’t seen enough of it in my previous snow and post-snow photos. :)
A half-solid sheet of ice and snow sliding off a coffee vending machine near the trolleybus stop:
Another tough survivor, in the trolleybus stop garden.
No, I didn’t go anywhere by public transport that day and I didn’t walk far either.
Slightly melting ice detaching itself from the branches of a linden tree on my way back home. It felt surreal to see that.
I was surprised to discover that I still had some unsatisfied craving for snow on that day (until I got completely disgusted with the next snowfall in the evening), but I was very worried about the fruit trees and the garden flowers and the house martins that would have no insects to eat in that snow. And now that we are slowly heading into real spring again, I ca nonly hope it lasts this time.