We woke to snow and it kept coming all day. What do we care?
We have wood to burn. I think there is plenty of propane in the tank. We paid the electric bill. And have a generator too. We have hay in the barn. We have groceries, including dog food and cat food. If we brush off the satellite dishes, we have internet and TV.
I still have to go outside. The horses rely on me to throw them hay and fill the heated stock tank with water. They appreciate my care. We have relationships. They have independent personalities. On the other hand, the barn cats, who also have personalities, are less appreciative. Rather, they believe that they are entitled. They scold me when they should be worshiping me. I doubt many barn cats have a covered bed heated by an electric blanket.
A snow plow went up our country road. We could get to the highway if there were not drifts on the lane. But we don’t need to go to town. I got a call that the Rural Land Use Advisory Board meeting was cancelled.
I shoveled off the deck three times but it does not appear that mattered. It is deep with snow again. An avalanche slid off the steep metal roof.
Sugar made soup and grilled cheese sandwiches for lunch and we had leftover ziti and Italian green beans for supper.
Being snowed is kinda fun. Especially with Miss Sugar.