Thursday, January 6, 2011

Yesterday was mostly overcast, and quite cold.  I didn't put any laundry on the line.
Steve and I went to the Goodwill late in the morning, because he wanted to buy some of those old TV's that people are now giving away, because the government has mandated that everyone has to buy a different kind of TV.
I don't remember the constitution giving the Federal Government the authority to regulate such things, but they sure are.
On our way home, it started to snow flurry.  The ground was frozen, so it began to lay really fast.
I went up to feed the birds and check the water containers that are not on the water weasel I built a few years ago, and threw out a few buckets of corn for the sheep and geese.
I then went to the Hut to start insulating the walls where the new kitchen counter is going to be.  It's a little trouble to fit those panels I'm using, but they will help in the long run.
I watched it snow out the kitchen window while I worked, and it started laying pretty good.  By this time, it was snowing huge flakes, and really hard.
I called Joan to tell her she'd better send Elaine home, because she lives out Highway 92, and it gets really bad when it's bad weather.  She told me she had already thought of that, and that Elaine's daughter was on her way to pick her up as we spoke.  She had to come up Water Street, because she  couldn't get up the hill to the only red light in Rutledge.
Later, when I called Joan to see if she had got home alright, she told me they closed the store at 7:00.  She's becomming such a good friend, and I was a little worried about her, as she lives on Owl Hole Gap Road, and it gets bad when we have bad weather.  She was in the car, rather than her truck, so I had reason for concern.
Betty Pike told me she was worried about getting home from the hospital, where her uncle is a patient.  She said someone made the comment that the snow flakes 'were as big as biskits'.
I called Barbara, because she SO longs to hear the sweet sound of my melodious voice, and joked with her about the schools being closed for the next week because of the snow.
When I left the Hut to come back to the house, I came down off the steps (concrete blocks stacked there) I stepped down onto a desk chair mat that had been covered with snow.  It was really slick, and I slid down pretty hard.  I didn't hit any of the lumber and junk that's laying around up there, which we use in the construction process, but I did hit the ground pretty hard.
It knocked the breath out of me.  I managed to get up and get in the house, and it was so funny to see my 'snow angel' in the snow from the camera on the security system Steve has built.
I could tell that last night was one of those times when a really long, hot bath was in order.
I took extra meds last night, so I wouldn't thrash about so much and keep Steve awake, and I slept well.
Everything is white this morning.  The snow is beautiful but trecherous.
The first picture below is out toward our barn from our front porch.  The second picture is from our porch across the valley toward the Daniel property.  The stone wall in the bottom of the picture is our overlook.  The scenery from there is beautiful, any time of the year.
We are truely gifted by God.