The snow is adrift. It is hard to see in this photo, but it is almost knee-deep. Only in the drifts. You can see the ground where the wind has blown it away. I have been out twice today to gather firewood. I am trying to drag as much wood to the porch as possible before nightfall. Love of my life is at work and before he left he hauled a load up for me. I have burned it all!
This wind is a killer and I am trying to keep the chill off the house. To get to the wood pile I had to walk through some sizable drifts. I had all the outdoor gear on, just can't locate my snow boots. You guessed it, I got snow in my shoes. When I warmed up, I redressed and ventured out again with dry shoes, thinking to walk in my foot prints from before. The wind had already erased them!
This picture was taken last night as the snow began to fall. It was so still and eerily quiet. I went out without even a hat and gathered wood as the snowflakes hit my nose and face gently. It was so beautiful, as nature can be.
I woke up around 4:30 AM and took the dogs out. The fresh layer of snow was sparkling in the glow of the security light. I started to go get the camera, but wanted sleep more. When I got up at 8:00, the wind had turned vicious and drifts were piling as it blew hardy gusts.
I spent the day yesterday shrink wrapping the windows and left the faucet dripping when I went to bed. Unfortunately, love of my life turned the facet off. Swears he didn't, but he might have done it "on the accident", as my youngest used to say. Perhaps he did it after he foraged the kitchen for anything chocolate and cleaned himself up after crunching in bed, and waking me up! Cocoa Crispies are not a quiet food!
Time to gather one last load before it gets dark. There are bobcats in these woods and I am loathe to have to run from one on the snow covered icy ground. Of course, that would be funny to watch...... A hot shower would be wonderful, if we only had water in the bathroom. If only my chocolate loving husband had left the faucet alone. If only I could find my boots. If only Al Gore knew what he was talking about.......