Winter!
We have not had a winter such as this for one long time. The depth of the snow is quite the sound barrier. The evergreen’s boughs outside my bedroom porch window are laden beyond belief. I know we have a wind of 10 mph but it is not enough to take the snow.
I dressed up at noon and made a path from our back door to the garage door. I have been doing this every several hours so as not to have so much each time. It is very wet and heavy snow and what has been falling all day is half rain. Randy will be over after five to clear the drive. Grandson Ryan is coming over later with a skid loader. The city has plowed Stauffer Avenue on a once through and that has not allowed much for Dennis to back out of his garage. Each time the snow opposite the garage gets taller and much falls back onto the surface. Ryan will take the snow and pile it in the backyard. After all what is a little red pickup if it can’t get out of the garage?
I spent time in the studio puttering around mindlessly. I need to get myself centered and dig into something . . . even if it is wrong. Come on Grammie . . . you are better than this. I have more on my mind than what is needed.
I did stick my head into the refrig to see what I would be scaring up for supper. Hmm. What I spied was half of a huge white onion. That would have been Raymond’s solution. My dad could have a raw onion sandwich on white and call it good. I think we will be having scrambled eggs with buttered toast. I had heard that an 18 count of eggs was $11.00. Seriously!