I WISH I could stop thinking about the Donner Party
I spent the day shoveling snow (gasp, wheeze). My muscles are aching, tingling, and doing all kinds of screaming behaviors.
My earlier guess was that the snow over my sidewalk that had been shoveled the night before was waist high was wrong; it was chest high. Of course, I may not be the tallest person on your f-list ;-). An interesting effect, this is the first time I’ve seen ‘air holes’ in the snow. The little areas that keep avalanche survivors alive.
My goal was to shovel out enough that I could get to the car, which I parked down the road away from the worst drifting, by 2:00pm in hopes of getting to town. Alas, I didn’t meet the goal until after 5:00pm and I felt it wasn’t a good idea to set out after dark. Tonight and tomorrow is supposed to be worse with 7 inches of snow predicted, which means I will get much more than that; and 30 mph winds, which means I will get heavier winds. I really, really, really hope the shoveling today wasn’t in vain. I tried to pat down snow berms when I shoveled it out in hopes they would slow the wind damage.
This is Amby on my front sidewalk. I am afraid to let him off the leash. His predecessor dog, Clara, once fell through deep snow into water below it and it was just good luck that we found her in time. Too scary.
My earlier guess was that the snow over my sidewalk that had been shoveled the night before was waist high was wrong; it was chest high. Of course, I may not be the tallest person on your f-list ;-). An interesting effect, this is the first time I’ve seen ‘air holes’ in the snow. The little areas that keep avalanche survivors alive.
My goal was to shovel out enough that I could get to the car, which I parked down the road away from the worst drifting, by 2:00pm in hopes of getting to town. Alas, I didn’t meet the goal until after 5:00pm and I felt it wasn’t a good idea to set out after dark. Tonight and tomorrow is supposed to be worse with 7 inches of snow predicted, which means I will get much more than that; and 30 mph winds, which means I will get heavier winds. I really, really, really hope the shoveling today wasn’t in vain. I tried to pat down snow berms when I shoveled it out in hopes they would slow the wind damage.
This is Amby on my front sidewalk. I am afraid to let him off the leash. His predecessor dog, Clara, once fell through deep snow into water below it and it was just good luck that we found her in time. Too scary.
