It continues to snow. It snowed yesterday. It snowed the day before yesterday. It snowed the day before that.
It snows continuously. The flakes float down at times, fluffy and light. The flakes streak from the sky at times, granular and heavy.
The accumulation is taking up all of Attila’s time. He uses the snow blower for the drive, but must use the shovel for the deck and to clear the roof of the porch. He also needs to keep access open to the woodsheds, so that we can reach our fuel for heat.
Road conditions are dangerous. We are staying home. Perhaps in a much larger vehicle, suited to snow-packed, icy roads and poor visibility, we might venture forth to drive the 30 kilometers to buy supplies. But our little car just isn’t up to the challenge. It would probably do it, but one could not be sure of success. Since we don’t need supplies, there seems little point in taking risks.
So, this last day of 2007 sees us, for all intents and purposes, snowed in and digging our way out, continuously.
Our leftover turkey soup will be ready for our supper tonight, and the ham for our New Years dinner is sitting in the refrigerator. We have milk and bread and lots of ingredients. If we cannot get to a store for another week we shall survive in comfort.
I have finally managed to win a game of Scrabble. Attila has been beating me for what seems like forever, and I have finally won a game despite having that !*%&*!# letter Q to work with. I have drawn the Q during every game I have played this month! How likely is that?
I am looking forward to the next year, I am not sure why. It doesn’t matter why though, because it simply feels very good to look forward to something. That is enough for me.
Happy New Year, peace and good helath to all!
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By the Easy Chair
Shoot the Moon
by Billie Letts
Line in the Sand
by Lucy Kaplansky
Press 101.6 kPa / rising
Visibility 11 km
Dew Point -4.1°C
Wind Speed SSW 8 km/h
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