Thursday, April 5, 2012

Snow! Yea!

Glee! That's what I'm experiencing; glee! But mostly in secret. During the night, we became the recipients of a huge spring/late winter snow storm! There is snow 8 inches deep in our driveway, and the wind will bring more in throughout the day. It was great fun going for my 5:30 AM walk, plowing through the stuff, walking mostly in ruts made by early morning oil field workers, trucking it to work.

The big downside is that this is not light and fluffy white stuff. This is white, but heavy with moisture, soggy, and weighing a ton. I call it "heart attack" snow - the kind that gives older men cardiac problems from trying to move the stuff. The bottom layer of the snow is slush, and ice. It is very heavy. I made some preliminary pushes with my scoop on the way out. I was unable to even push it more than three feet before the accumulation stopped me. This means "snow blower" within the hour. I want that stuff off the driveway before we drive on it, because anywhere tires run over it will leave an ice track.

Now, admittedly, it isn't cold. Zero or minus one degree Celsius; positively balmy. But, the wind from the northwest is unpleasant.And this weather system will be with us for the bulk of the day. So I'm getting my heart's desire for one more winter kick, but I'm not broadcasting it locally. I'll be deemed even crazier by my neighbours, who will all be grumbling as they shovel.

Although I'd be glad to blow out some of my neighbour's driveways, that proves difficult, since virtually all of them leave two vehicles parked in the driveway, in front of the doors to their double garage! Everyone has so many possessions that the garages are full of toys, ATV's, swing sets, and just junk that they are unavailable for automobiles and trucks. Somehow, it seems…odd to have a home for vehicles, and then to leave over $100,000 worth of machinery out in the weather while the toys stay dry and covered!

Anyway, enough for now. I'm off to suit up and blow some snow, perhaps for the last time this spring, who knows?

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