Buried Alive
Yesterday morning, a few flurries began around 11:00am while the Pres was at work (another story). Meanwhile, our friend Luke had come by around 7:00 am to get an idea of where he would pile the snow from the gravel road and the three driveways (the two neighbors and ours) once the plowing began. Meanwhile, feeling the excitement building, I went in to make a cup of tea and put a big pan of lasagna in the oven so it would be ready when the Pres got home. And then...
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| 6:00am 1-27-15 |
Starting Monday night, just as all the weathermen predicted, the snow fell. It fell rapidly and with great intensity. Yet we had prepared. Full and ready to go in case we lost power, the generator was the first thing the Pres checked the other day. Then, after hearing from the Pres' cousin, a meteorologist with the U.S. Weather Bureau, we battened down the hatches.
And then...
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| Weathering the Storm |
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| Welcome Juno! |
Today, of all days, we wanted to be sure the feeders were full with fresh peanut suet cakes hung in there regular spots to avoid confusion and that both insulated dog "condos" were accessible to the birds for shelter. Lifting up the doggie-door flaps, I saw that the birds had already been using them when I spotted the bird residue they'd left behind. Yes, they had ample shelter.
And then...
At 7:00am, when I went outside, the snow was deeper than the 16" shaft on my boots! By 10:00am, the Pres measured us at 19" of the magical white stuff.
As I watched the birds clinging to the swaying feeders while the blowing snow pelted their little puffed up bodies, the magic continued.
At 7:00am, when I went outside, the snow was deeper than the 16" shaft on my boots! By 10:00am, the Pres measured us at 19" of the magical white stuff.
As I watched the birds clinging to the swaying feeders while the blowing snow pelted their little puffed up bodies, the magic continued.
And then...
It was time for Luke to make a second sweep. He'd been up all night and was exhausted. As of this writing (noon), the Pres is joining him to give him a little break.
Did I ever tell you that Pres used to plow snow years ago?
His experience will come in handy as we make our way through Juno, the Blizzard of 2015.
Did I ever tell you that Pres used to plow snow years ago?
His experience will come in handy as we make our way through Juno, the Blizzard of 2015.
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Oh, one more thing.
I told you today's post would be entitled
Buried Alive
It's still snowing...another six inches of magic predicted...:)
It's still snowing...another six inches of magic predicted...:)
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