I seem to remember not to long ago wondering just how the pioneers endured those long blizzardy spells - I am wondering no more since we are doing that now and have been for a week to date. The snow is endless, the wind is relentless and lately the thermometer has been bottomless.
I have some Christmas lights draped on a big Rose of Sharon tree at the bottom of my driveway that are half buried. I've decided to leave them on so people making their way down this road that has not seen a plough in close to a week can use them as a reckoning point.
Were I a grade school boy in these parts right now I wouldn't have been near a school in over a week. Tomorrow is a professional development day for the teachers here too so it will have been 10 full days without school by the end of the coming weekend. Oh, the bliss !
Just to sweeten the deal further, the prognostication for the next six days includes a visit from our old friend Mr. " Colorado Low " Right on its tail will be an even more ominous system that the weather folks are labelling a " Texas Low ". That's a new weather term to my ears, but even up here in the great Canadian White North we know that as soon as you put the word Texas in front of anything as a modifier, it's intended to be as big and boisterous as The Lone Star State itself. Yee-haw... and get along little doggies!
Suffice to say - there is A LOT of snow here. It has swirled about and created some postcard calibre snowy vistas. My LSBH caught these scenes over the last couple of days, including the really sweet sunrise shot. She doesn't count photography among her various hobbies. I think she should take it up though. She has a definite photogenic sense, for sure.
Maybe one of these could be turned into a needlepoint or hooked rug work in the future.
Actually, the white stuff is piling up to the extent that we may soon wish we were in one of those tree houses you included in your last entry. They are pretty amazing . I also like the sound of the co-operative approach to problem solving versus the gratuitous verbal abuse and ratcheting up the tension formula. Some of the structures sound almost fantastic. I'm not a fan of heights, so I'd probably not be out on the porch too much, though. There is something distinctly magical about the idea of living up in the air, isn't there.
Fingers crossed that this snow, temperature and wind orgy won't interfere with our escape to Mexico next Monday. The main highways from the Toronto area to up here have been closed for most of the last five days, including those to the airport we are using. Gulp!
The hairy-chested weather has also put a kink or two into our renovation plans and we are still sitting here with a kitchen that is little more than 2x4's and insulation. So we're doing that pioneer self-sufficiency thing in a modest way. I guess they didn't have microwaves, running water and gas fireplaces though.
I have discovered a whole bunch of stuff out there on that new frontier, the web, including speciality internet radio stations. There are tons of them including a number dedicated solely to all things Beatle-related. A splendid time is guaranteed for all!
I'm hoping to get more chances to surf and snoop about and possibly discover additional treasures in a musical vein, once we get to Merida.
Okay, before resuming my intense and not so secret affair with the snowblower let us repair to the riddle cave. It could well be full of snow too.
My last riddle which spoke of things that could be periodic, cloth-covered, or hold bargains etc., was tables" I am guessing that your last entry is hair brushes.
So, Carolyn, I'm still in the dark about the riddle from your Julian Fellowes entry, though.
Finally here's this weeks:
Not good for dinner
But great for books
Some are transparent
exposing lurking dust bunnies
Catch ya later,
Don
Fig. 8 and 9 sourced from Google Images
Fig. 8 - radionotas.com
Fig. 9 - prlog.org
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