MIGHT AS WELL show you a few pics I snapped when I went outside to clean off the cars this morning.
Another snow dump overnight, about a foot. Hard to tell with the drifting.
At least my brake job is done. I don’t mind doing mechanical work in the cold but I don’t care to crank wrenches in the snow anymore.
This was Nor’easter #3 in the last two weeks.
Our little town at first light…
It was windy enough to make sideways ice on scaffolding. I set up these frames last week.
The ice pointing straight up on the planks is my doing; used to be pointing down. I flipped the planks halfway through the storm.
Frank’s steps … I miss seeing good old Frank walking over here every morning to throw his newspaper on our porch.
This is weird but somebody shoveled our walkway at the height of the storm last night. And it wasn’t me. Everybody in the house looked out and thought they were looking at me all bundled up against the wind and snow. I was downstairs writing.
The mystery man was gone by the time I heard about him. Must have been one of our neighbors, I thought. Steve, maybe Ray… but no, I went out there to look and nobody had been shoveling at any of the neighbors’ houses.
Three theories:
A random act of kindness.
Frank’s ghost.
A random act of kindness by Frank’s ghost.
A catalpa tree came down at Frank’s yesterday, 50-year-old tree, 2 feet in diameter. It had been topped some years ago. Wasn’t the healthiest tree… no surprise it couldn’t bear the weight of the snow.
This morning I sawed it up into sections that were almost too heavy to roll with just 1 horse(‘s ass) power and then commenced to rolling them into the woods. Thanks to Newton they roll all by themselves once you get to the downhill part.
People who don’t have woods behind their house, what do they do with their unwanted tree trunks, I wonder?
I felled some weed trees while I was at it. Short-lived trees starting to rot at the stump. Two were likely to fall on my house at some point. But mainly I cut them so Frank’s hedges will get more light and a good launch in the spring. They took a beating when the catalpa tree fell.
I left some decent stovewood on the ground here & there. Kind of a shame to leave it for the bugs, but I guess bugs have to live, too.
Tony DePaul, March 14, 2018, Cranston, Rhode Island, USA
Now I have seen everything…. icicles growing sideways… gravity defying, call Sir Issac.
I’d seen it before, Jan, but was glad not to have to climb to the top of Mount Katahdin this time.
I’m not sure snow isn’t better than this from a week or so ago:
http://www.kansas.com/news/weather/article203730274.html
However, the dust has subsided and it is supposed to be beautiful in Kansas tomorrow.
Whoa! Never saw that in Kansas on my travels through. Saw it in the West, signs that say visibility can go to zero in an instant, don’t stop yer vehicle on the road.
What is this “catalpa tree” of which you speak? Such is unknown to me….
People call them cigar trees, on account of the seed pods.
We’re getting hit again tomorrow. Supposedly 6 inches of the wet sloppy stuff. I delayed washing my car until next week.
It’ll turn into wheat before you know it, Bill.