Oh For the Howling
Last night the howling wind was frightening. As I peeked out the window of my bedroom and saw the huge evergreen twisting and turning in the winds a mere ten feet from me, I prayed it would hold its own.
We didn’t get but two or three inches of snow, but it landed on very warm surfaces. Dennis tugged on his snowmobile boots this morning and went out to surmise what was needed. Each of his footprints left a very wet watery impression. Dennis and I agreed. The temps were warm but the snow was still able to go through the snow blower fairly well. When he was done taking off what he could with the blower, I took our pusher shovel and took what remained down to the bare concrete. Slow and steady.
There is nothing worse than snow pack that freezes into an Icey slab by the doorway to get into the house. We may very well have more cold and more snow. Our effort was a preventative. It is 3:30 and the snow is still coming down. It is warm enough that the area that Dennis and I cleared by the car garage door and the house door remain clear concrete. Several years ago after a snowy spell that left packed snow in our driveway, I was going to get into the car that Dennis had waiting for me. When I had one leg into the car the other leg slid under the doorframe of the car via the ice pack and the rest of me followed. Lesson learned.
We knew our neighbor Randy would take care of the remainder of the driveway. Dennis and I had worked well together. Dennis was able to get his pickup in 4-wheel drive and made it off of the yet to be plowed Stauffer Avenue to keep his appointment for his eye injection here at our local eye clinic. When Dennis did get home, the injection went well and there will be a cataract surgery for him as well in the month to come. Gotta keep those peepers in good health.
I headed down into the sewing room. Today was the day to finish up that flannel blanket I have been working on. It had gone so well taking it slowly that here was the day to finish it up. No need to stay at sewing for long hours. Breaking up a project with other interests keeps it light and fun. No pressure here on Stauffer Avenue. I have just as many flannel blocks embroidered for another 52″ 65″. That will be on the “to-do” list, as I will return to embroidering my affirmation blocks. First things first. Cleaning the fuzz of the flannel and the batting out of the top and bottom of the machine. Getting the machine oiled with a new needle and perhaps tomorrow will find the lights have been turned on in the sewing studio. One of my favorite phrases . . . “time will tell.”
Take it easy on the snow removal. It was what is often called a “heart attack snowfall.” Wet and heavy for taking down the heartiest of us and perfect consistency for making snowmen. The winds continue and thank you Lord for keeping my evergreen standing tall throughout it all.