Gray but Quiet
There is not any howling wind. There are no wind chimes threatening to take flight. The sky is a morbid gray and I will take that any time as we are having a lull in snowfall and winds.
I believe it was the winter of 1973. We were living in a 14′ x 80′ mobile home in Renville County. It was a winter such as we have had this last week. Every time you turned around it was snowing and blowing. We had a hard time keeping the pilot light lit on the furnace. The perfect angle of the blowing wind snuffed it out. It took the home getting quite chilly before we realized what was happening. During one of the weekends we didn’t realize how bad it was outside until daylight. Our driveway was completely drifted over. I am not talking about several feet. When our neighbor, Bod Dasher, got our driveway blown out with his full sized equipment, Orlin’s VW car couldn’t be seen as it passed through the snow canyon to get to the tar road.
It’s not quite that bad here on Stauffer Avenue this week. I was shocked to see the amount of snow the city had piled on our front yard. Directly opposite of our driveway, to the west, is an alley that runs west to the main area of town. They must have had a lot of speed coming from the west, going east, and they didn’t stop until they could push it onto our yard. I did catch on the news last night that they were warning people to keep their private snow on their privately owned property and not push it into the streets. We just inherited a whole lot of public snow. Oh well.
I am cozy in our home. The snow that blew around from the north yesterday and last night has been taken care of. Doorways and bins are clear. I took care of the furnace vent. I did notice some huge icicles on the northeast corner of the roof. I’ll see what tomorrow brings as that is not in my cleared path. Dennis washed his pickup before he left on his trip. It has been getting great gas mileage and has remained clean as there is about four feet of snow on the south side of the garage where his garage door faces. We talked about it last night when he called. As the end of February gets closer and he is close to home, grandson Ryan will take care if it with the Bobcat.
No complaints here. I do think I will make a grocery run tomorrow. I have several books that are due at the library. I wonder, do they still charge a fine if the books are late?