March's LION has been in full swing here. A little photographic history of the past week for your viewing pleasure.
What I've Been Doing With My Free Time
OR
Why My Back Aches Like I'm 89
(and my Arms, and my Legs)
(and why my hands are cracked and bleeding)
(not that I'm complaining about any of it)
(it was really a boat load of fun)
(several boat loads)
This is how it started. ICE STORM. Didn't get any good pictures of it but the next morning I started to shovel the inch or so of snow off the driveway only to find another solid inch below it of ice. Nice. Oh well, it will surely warm up soon and melt that ice away.
Don't count on it. Before the ice could melt the snow came. With a furry. Lots of snow and lots of wind made fore huge drifts. Here's me trying to get a picture of the enormous drifts on the deck. Unfortunately I couldn't open the back door and my night time flash glared against it. We'll just pretend it's a really cool artsy picture.
This is why I couldn't open the back door.
We made a valiant effort to dig ourselves out the next morning and with a little help from Ben we did it. Although we were up bright and early shoveling, since school was cancelled, the city plows all allotted to spend the morning at Starbucks enjoying cozy hot beverages and swapping stories about how to best block in freshly cleared driveways with mounds of frozen snow and ice. Needless to say, for anyone who ventured out, clearing the driveway was the least of the problems. Our car did take a short trip (thankfully with another driver) and came home with wheels looking like this.
She did a good job though, valiantly plowing her own trail through the snow and safely transporting her passengers to and from work. When the wind died down the next day and the sun peeked out the kids couldn't wait to play.
Just so you're not wondering, we do not keep our mailboxes on the ground. Matthew found snow angels much easier when you just have to lean back a few inches.
And a nice little lick of snow is a cinch when it's already at lip level.
Matthew conquered the biggest mountain and planted his flag on behalf of stir-crazy-5-year-olds everywhere.
And Joseph pattered around trying not to slip in his snow suit.
A fun snow day but luckily this only happens once a year or so. And lucky I have good friends. And food storage.
5 comments:
All I can say to this is UGH. This is why I could never live in Canada again...something about snow in May that makes me twitch....
Oh, that's just wrong for March.
I am still telling the story (just did the other night) about when Chris came and shoveled me out for three hours one morning that Josh was out of town. I've never forgotten that. Wish we were there to return the favor!
i think it's perfect for March...better than in May or June. I love the one last blast of winter but I do NOT go outside. I just watch from the window.
I am never complaining about the late winter snow here again, after seeing YOUR pictures. LOVE the one of cutie Joseph who I don't think I have ever met!
i'm repenting.....pretty sure all the preparedness & food storage stuff was inspired, eh?
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