Snow end to it

So, when there's no electricity, and it's too dark to read the papers, which haven't arrived anyway, and you've already spent half an hour digging out so you can open the barn door to feed the horses, ya gotta do something to pass the time.

So, of course, with no traffic coming down the road, I could take my camera out and snap some photos, in hopes that by the time I came back, the power would be on.

I ambled down the road, snapped some photos---without my glasses, of course---and never bothered to notice that the camera was on the wrong setting all the time. Of course, it was not quite full daylight, so that can serve as my lame excuse.

Since my photos turned out all blue because of the wrong setting on the camera that I couldn't see without my glasses, I tried to doctor 'em up a bit with a little sepia and a little black and white.

They aren't very good, but they kept me busy, and they prove to the skeptics out there that we sure did have another big dump last night. I shoulda just kept taking pictures on the wrong setting, though, cuz the power wasn't back on when I got back. In fact, as I type this post, it's 11 a.m. The power came on half an hour ago or so, and the first road grader just went by.

Bill was out measuring with his yardstick at 5 a.m. Being the methodical guy he is, he measured in several spots and came up with an average of 12-13 inches of new snow. Since then, we've received at least three new inches, and it continues to fall.

I talked to Geneva next door, and she said Stan figured two feet over there, simply because of how high up it came on his pant legs. While we chatted, he was up on their house above the kitchen, shoveling. Geneva was glad that we at least had water, which I guess can be a problem if Oden electricity goes down. She said they enjoyed breakfast by candlelight this morning. I've been enjoying my coffee heated up on the wood stove. Not bad.

Bill's off at church for both services because the pastor is out of town, and he has to do Communion. He noted that this is the third Sunday in a row that we've had huge snow dumps.

With the never-ending deposits, I'm getting a little nervous again about the contents of our storage shed, which caved in a couple of weeks ago. I figured then we'd maybe seen the last of the heavy snow and that if everything stayed status quo, we would be okay. Now, that's doubtful cuz this snow is heavy and wet, thus having the potential of making the whole roof come falling down.

And, to Betsy and Andy who are buried in snow up there at Elmira, thanks for helping our mother across the parking lot yesterday. She appreciated you, and so do we. She's also glad she went to town to do her shopping yesterday.

I think we're all going to remember the good ol' Winter of 'o8.