Day before yesterday – sun shining on three feet of snow.. beautiful!
But a heck of a lot of work to do.
Shoreline town where I go grocery shopping..
the Boston Post Road (Route 1)
This is day two after the storm… still much snow removal to be done.
The back of the house is at the bottom of the hill…
the yard is hip deep.
This is hip deep snow in the fields.
Then .. yesterday.. the rain.
and Fog.
and Slush.
This is the same Boston Post Road yesterday.. still a slush puddle.
Today, the sun is shining, it’s 40 degrees out there and
we’ve got a serious mess of melting snow.
I’ve been back to the grocery store every day
because I’ve had a lot of men to feed through their various shifts of
snow removal and thawing out . The stores are running out of “stuff”.
I love my JEEP.
No trouble getting around at all.
The schools are still closed, as are the libraries and any other parking lots
that haven’t been plowed out yet. No place to put the snow!
Ben has thrown up three times after going out to romp in the snow..
he eats too much of it and then comes in and pukes up breakfast.
His bed has been washed three times now…an old queen mattress
Three times in three days.
Do you know how big a pile of puke is when it comes out of a Dane?
three times.
three.
My father’s carport collapsed on his car due to heavy weight of wet snow last night.
Guess who had to stop snow removal operations to go try to pull it out.
I just got word as I am typing this post that his car is OK, just the carport is a goner.
That’s actually pretty great news.
My husband is in an -AWESOME – mood.
I snapped this picture of a truly joy filled smile.
There are angels singing in the background…
take my word for it.
take my word for it.
Just moments before, I may have been
cursing under my breath and kicking tires
while trying to get the gator unstuck from the muck
after attempting to clean the barnyard up.
I really really didn’t want to
have to call my spouse to ask for assistance….again.
I did get it unstuck …
and I might have even genuflected to the powers that be
upon freeing the beast.
The forecast? Cold again… and …
*.*.* SNOW *.*.*
awesome.
