Too many hexagons

 I feel like this is already the fifty bajillionth time I've done a wintry post. I know those of you who don't usually see snow have already experienced your own this winter. As much as I wish it would just go snow on the polar bears who really want the stuff, it appears that's not going to happen. So I'm trying to find the beauty in the winter wonderland. 

And then the storm showed up. Those are car headlights, approaching from the east.

 Aftermath. First thing, gotta clear a path so the dogs aren't tracking all the hexagons inside.

Uh oh. It's not gonna be great if there are already drifts inside the garage...

Impossible to tell how much we actually got thanks to our wind. One of our cars was next to naked while the one beside it looked sculpted. You can see the dunes and drifts. This is standing just outside the garage door and looking north-ish. You can see where the wind has almost scoured it clear only to deposit it all a foot away.

                                                   

                       Both Dada AND the mailbox down...

We shoveled a bunch by hand because we needed the exercise and because it was sunny, but we were thrilled when the tractor was warmed up enough to do the majority of it. I don't know that we've ever had icebergs to the height that we have now. While we shoveled, the drifts kept calving so I was making snarky remarks about glaciers not disappearing, merely relocating. If you're looking for them, head to Ohio. And feel free to take them back where they belong at the end of your field trip.

I'd say we got maybe two more inches today, so I'm starting to feel like Forrest Gump as he relates towards the end of his story, "and I met the President of the United States... again." Someday the snow will stop and maybe our piles will disappear around April Fool's Day. Now I'm hearing Aragorn swearing, "but that is not this day." 

Be safe out there. Hang in there, Texas. Just hang in there.

A little of this...

 

So like a lot of you, we’ve had snow on and off. Seems like every time we get it all shoveled off, here comes some more snow. Sometimes it’s light and fluffy but we’ve had some that is very wet and exhausting to clear off. We also get our fair share of wind, so it tends to drift. Like the tumbleweeds of dog hair I find throughout the house, but that’s another story for another time.

I do like freezy trees, though! So neat to come out some mornings and see the fine, fuzzy ice on everything. 

I’ve looked like poor Ralphie from “A Christmas Story” for a long time now. Dada and I walked at least two miles almost every day in January, and were fine for almost all of those walks. There were two days which were miserable when we had Forrest Gump-ish sleet in the sense that it came from every direction. One star. Would not recommend.

The dogs don’t even want to stay out now, not because of the snow, but because their paws frizzer. Bosley loves to lope through the snow, but the poor guy stands out there one paw lifted at a time to warm up. I wonder if conversely he is too warm all tucked in his bed hence the paw out here?

This wasn’t taken today, but looks almost exactly like what I’m seeing out there now. 

I forgot to take a picture of it, but my rear driver’s side tire picked up a screw and was flat last week while Dada was out of town for work. Normally, I could hop into our other vehicle but it had a dead battery. Good old AAA to the rescue. I had the kindest man show up to help who not only fixed what he could, but gave excellent advice and pointers for the future. He cautioned that the screw might be too close to the sidewall to patch, which was exactly the case when we got the spare on and got it into the shop. Always nice to work with professionals. 

One new battery and one new tire later, life is good! Cold, but good. And just in time for more snow. Yaaaaaay.

Stay warm, everybody!