Once I started driving my love affair with snow ended. It's nice to look at and it used to be fun to play in, but when it becomes work, that's where I stop enjoying it. Add to it the fact that it screwed with an entire weekend and it's on my short list of things I could do nicely without.
It took over an hour to dig my car out of it's snow tomb this morning, after nearly 2 feet of snow (23.4 inches officially) fell Saturday and Saturday night. The silent killer.
The good thing about condo living is that the sidewalks were cleaned early by a team of shovelers and snow blowers. They were out at 4:00am waking the neighbors and cleaning our stairways. The downside is that we don't have a garage, so the plow runs through the parking area and builds a nice wall of snow around us.
It's kind of powdery and light, but there's still 2 feet of it, so the weight isn't much consolation. I dug a path wide enough to get my car out and parked it in one of the cleared-out vacant spaces. I'm hoping that they come through with another plow tomorrow while we're at work. The hardest part will be figuring out where to put it all.
4 comments:
It's wonderful.
As long as you don't drive in it.
Hope you and Thor are staying warm.
I must say that despite of the drudgery it still looks nice!
It's so clear and fresh and clean... like you wanted to take a bite. Maybe not you but me.
So...you did get almost 24" as I predicted, and I'm halfway across the country from you.
I'm not psychic as I do not believe is such nonsense, so we'll have to call it intuition.
Later...
Whoa!! That's some serious snow!!
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