Have you ever read "Little House on the Prairie"? Remember that part where they describe the blizzard. You know, where they had to tie a rope around Pa so he didn't get lost going between the house and barn? I always thought it was just a teensy bit exaggerated.However recently, I've gained a new respect for spring blizzards. In the last 3 weeks, we've had three. Each one worse than the last. Of course, no one has to tie a rope around themselves (yet), and let's face it, Nick's the only one who spends much time outside. Although I did venture out to scoop snow off the back sidewalk in a feeble attempt to thwart his tendancy to track loads of it into the house. I say feeble because in less than half an hour there was a new snow drift about 3 feet deep (It's now larger). I have not tried again.
The snow is actually clinging to the windows. It's a bit like living in a snow cave. You can't see out. If anyone were stupid enough to stand outside, they couldn't see in. Pretty amazing really. Sometimes I'm a little bit in awe of what it's like to live out here.
Hopefully, the electricity will stay on.....
