Twenty four hours after the snow started falling and it's showing no sign of letting up. The wind is blowing so hard we can't tell if the snow is still falling or it's just blowing around. The drifts between my house and my mother's are above my waist. I piggy-backed my son across the yard and the wind-driven snow stung his face so bad he started to cry.
Looking out our front door this morning. It's deeper now.
My husband, heading out to do the chores.
Looking out the same window as in the picture from last night. There's cabin only thirty yards over there, unless it blew away during the night.
We were going to grill steaks for lunch, but...
Visibility is only a few yards and it's impossible to see the big drifts. My husband got the four wheel drive stuck halfway to the barn. Times like this you pray no one gets injured or sick. There's no way we could get to the hospital. I doubt a helicopter could navigate it, either. Of course, this is when someone always does something dumb. Like when I got an infection in a blister on my hand and a red line started creeping up my arm. Or the time my brother stuck a bobby pin in the electric outlet. Luckily, both turned out okay. Didn't even need a doctor by the time the roads were cleared.
5 comments:
It always looks more romantic from afar. After spending most of my life in the north, I don't miss that kind of weather at all. Unless I could just sit inside by the woodstove and watch it...hope it stops soon!
Well, I thought it was cool, until your last paragraph.
Beth's right. We writers always make snowed-in scenes seems so romantic. I never stop to think about emergency
Y'all be careful up there!
Priorities in life become more basic when you have to accommodate natures weather extremes first hand. Too bad more of our political leaders don't have the opportunity to receive that training.
Wow. I envy you in the summer, but right now not so much. We're buckling down for the blizzard we're expecting tonight, but it's not going to be anything like THAT.
Be careful over there!
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