Home Alone for the Big One of ’09
It’s beautiful–what I can see well before first light. The dog wanted out first thing, and I discovered the snow is up to the tops of my hightop Muck Boots. I’ll have to find the sock tops I used to use as “gaiters” back when it used to snow in winter. It has snowed in the winter of ’09.
The snow shovel is over in the barn; that will be an interesting trudge across the snow-covered ice on Goose Creek to get there and back.
I forgot what I used to remember before storms like this one–to back the car up away from the road, headed out the Allegheny way. As it is, when the snow plow finally comes, it will throw snow up against the side of the car, parked at the edge of the road facing the wrong way.
We may have a foot.Â And it’s a wet snow, with winds expected up over 40 mph later on. This one will be with us making life hard for a few days.
And Ann is snowed in at work, thinking before she wakes up this morning that she’ll be home by mid-morning. Not gonna happen. I’d be surprised if she gets home all day, which will mean a second night in the empty hospital room they let her use last night. Today was supposed to be her day off. Some way to spend it.
And the beauty of an event like this is not the same alone. Even so, maybe I’ll get out and get some pictures later on.
The power is likely to go off before the day is far along, so I’m eating breakfast early, have two big pots of fresh water just in case, one cold and one heating on the woodstove. It’s going to be a different kind of day.