The aftermath
Afternoon everyone……
Well that was no fun at all…..
Last night we had complete white out conditions. We had two inches or more of snow coming down per hour and the winds were swirling like crazy. The stuff coming down was very wet, very heavy and adding up really quickly.
I heard the plows go down my road around 2:30am. I was waiting for their second pass to come through before starting to shovel. That didn’t happen until around 7:45 this morning.
Once they were done, I grabbed my shovel and snow broom and went at it. But first I needed the measurement. I checked in three different spots to be as accurate as possible. At that time we already had 22” on the ground and it was still snowing.
The end of my driveway was another story completely!!!!!!!!! They plowed it in really bad and really high. I was using a yard stick to measure and the bottom didn’t touch, so I kept pushing. Lost my entire hand past my wrist. So I’d say that was rough 42” or slightly above that.
It took me nearly three hours to shovel out. My passenger side wipe blade snapped off when I went to lift it. 🤬
I’m done with winter, and anything to do with snow.
Here’s a piece of silver for reading this far…
So far, the snow and winter haven't been as bad here as expected, but like you, I've had enough of it. I also sincerely hope that the wood-burning stove won't be needed anymore, even though it's quite cold in the house.
I'm surprised that they shovel snow close to your house. That definitely doesn't happen where we live. The work isn't done properly either, and the same goes for the street sweeper that has to remove the leaves in autumn. They always stay where they are, even though the sweeper always wakes you up or ends up in front of my door.
What a beautiful coin!
We’ve had three big storms this year. Haven’t had anything like this in many years.
Many storms in recent years have also uprooted entire trees and, of course, always caused fences and sheds to collapse and roofs to disappear. But if I am honest, I also mourn my childhood. I even remember several storms that were many times worse. Perhaps we forget easily; I am actually quite sure that this is the case for most people. Such storms certainly make an impression, you would think, at least they did on me, perhaps also because I was home alone as a small child and saw it happen before my eyes, words flying through the air all day long and I stood there watching.
Now I read nonsense like: this was the coldest winter since 2022, and then I think of people looking back a few years to the 1980s or 1970s or 1960s, but suddenly that doesn't seem to count anymore.
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@wakeupkitty
Thank you