Under the category of Be Careful What You Wish For, yesterday’s November blues have turned into today’s November whites. It is very pretty if you look past the mush on the road, and I do like the way the trees look with a blanket of snow, but thundering Jesus it’s made the walking hard. Most of the sidewalks haven’t been shoveled and my winter muscles for tramping are way out of shape. Suddenly it’s the season of boots and bundling up, of wiping Jack’s feet and checking them for salt and of doing the slip and slide on snowy sidewalks and wet floors. It’s also HappyJack™ season and that’s just enough to make it all tolerable.
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“by thundering Jesus ” a common Newfie expression… from the boys across the bay…
Beautiful. Snow is so pretty. But then again, I don’t know what it’s like to live with it, and I doubt I would be as happy as Jack. :)
I had to go out in that today. It will now be my responsibility to shovel the entrances at my workplace. Joy. Mom loves this stuff. My feelings are mixed. Still, stay happy, Jack.
It looks pretty, but only to go out to play in, not if you need to do things or be somewhere.
Yeah, this happened here too. It is pretty but… the frost heaves at night and freezes shut the gates and doors, and in the morning I have to go out with a crowbar and work them open. The water troughs are all frozen, and I have to break ice on them so the livestock can get to liquid water. But yeah, it’s so pretty…
We had a flurry of snow nearly three weeks ago, which then half thawed during the same day, making the walkways slippery until the next day’s thaw. Maintenance crews had to spread the winter’s first grit -- this usually happens sometime in November.
I hate walking on gritted streets when there’s extensive periods of mild weather with no ice or snow. We don’t usually clean the grit until spring, but now with milder winters that might change, if the maintenance workers have nothing else to do in the winter.