Turkey Tracks: January 30, 2020
The Storm is Over
Today dawned sunny—the storm is gone. It’s 10 degrees. The snow is light and fluffy, so fairly easy to shovel. But there is a lot of it—at least 18 inches up here on the hill, but the drifts are deeper of course. And light snow sticks to one’s boots and gloves.
I waded out twice yesterday, snow shovel in hand, to clear the generator, but never lost power. Out by the garage, the drifts were deep enough that I need the shovel for balance.
The storm was meant to be worse in the night, with high winds, but by the time I did the last generator check before bed, local radar showed that the worst had passed us by here on the coast. The darker snow bands were to our west.
AC refused to go out for a long time yesterday until I put on a coat, boots, etc., and went with him. He didn’t like the high wind. Or peeing in deep snow.
Now, on this sunny, bright morning, I’m enjoying a cup of coffee and waiting for the plow/shovel guys to come. I need to get the kitchen door open—it got snow stuck around it when I was out there shoveling—there is a kind of wind tunnel that comes off the roof just over that door that dumps snow onto the deck—just outside the door. I was able to bully that door closed enough to lock it last night (which makes the seals better), but it needs to be cleaned off this morning so it will properly close.
There is something about a big snow storm that makes me feel so alive—especially when I go out into it for a bit.