Rain – then deep freeze? Wake me when it’s over?

Thursday, January 24th, 2019 – +7˚C / +44˚F – dark and raining at 11:59 pm –

Snow ridge blocking our driveway.

– Another nasty ridge of snow at the end of our driveway this morning – This was taken at 11:07 am – The ice chopper is four feet, six inches from the bottom of the blade to the top of the handle- The Van’s roof is over six feet high, not counting the snow and ice above it. –

— There’s a woman in the U.S.A. who makes her opinions known and backs them up with good research. She has been warning people that RFID gives off radiation that has proven to be harmful to young growing human beings and she was livid when the folks at Disney Land and Disney world were making kids wear RFID embedded ‘proof of purchase’ gadgets on lanyards around their necks, blasting their harmful radiation into growing young men’s and women’s hearts and breasts. * She also told us several times that more civilians were killed by their own governments in the last century than by foreign hostile armies, and that included World Wars One and Two and a lot of more regional wars, ‘police actions’ et cetera. – Yes, in the name of greed and saving money, how many local municipal governments are dumping these ridges across driveways – and especially when Senior Citizens are involved – people on fixed incomes who can’t afford to pay anybody to plow, dig or snow blow for them, or can’t afford the yearly planned obsolescence cost of fixing and replacing parts designed to break when the warranty expires on equipment they bought and paid for less than five years ago? This is bull chips – this looks way too much like attempted murder. I’m serious. All levels of government have been lying their heartless tails off demanding much more tax money than then need and supplying less and less in the way of services, and if Walter Burien is right – { CAFR1.com } { That’s a number 1 after the R } – They’re all cooking their books and hiding the actual income streams they all have coming in and they could all stop charging taxes altogether and provide more and better services to everyone. –  Hold them accountable, dangit!

Ice building up on our van.

– 11:08 am – You can probably see the ice building up on the side of the van as freezing rain began as mist around 10 minutes after 11 am and turned to actual rain drops by about quarter to twelve. –

— From this side you can see how much of the 4 feet, six inch ice chopper sticks up above the mountain our friendly neighbourhood snow plows left us. –

Snow bank - looking toward Canada Street.

– Earlier this week, you could see the neighbour’s car above the snow bank. Now you can just barely see a bit of that same car’s roof back behind the snow bank that would totally hide it if it was in same place it was last Monday –

— Sigh, Shoveling through the ice-encrusted snow was not easy, I used a lighter snow shovel and didn’t try to do the whole danged driveway as quickly as I remember a third class “Petty” Officer demanded several of us to shovel snow in early 1970. Screaming ‘Officers’ like that left a deep impression on me. I still want to scream, “If you want it done your way do it yourself, you ice-hole!” – Of course I kept my mouth shut back then, insubordination might be a phony crime in retrospect, but it was punishable in those days.

Cut through the ridge -

– 11:57 am – I had cut a two and a half foot wide path through the ridge –

— Okay, the four and a half foot ice chopper on the left has been joined by a four foot, three inches long shovel { including the handle } in the middle and a three foot, nine inch chopper on the right. The rain mist had already turned to real rain drops by this point, and I was feeling dizzy every time I reached down to pick up a shovel full of snow and ice – I had to quit shortly after I took this photo.

Wellington Court under ice at 6 pm.

– Cathi took this photo of our street with its thick coat of ice at about 6 pm this evening. –

— I came inside around noon after shoveling one two and a half foot wide canyon through the mountain at the end of our driveway. I thought I would rest for a bit and then go back and do some more, if not finish the whole driveway – As it turned out, I began to feel sick, and plopped down and woke up after six p.m. and when I got up – Cathi had already finished shoveling – took her about two and a half hours to finish what I’d started, and she had to deal with heavy wet snow and ice – As you can probably guess, our road is looking pretty treacherous out there now.

— And we expect to get a lot more rain over night, and expect a hard freeze before morning. Every public French and English speaking school in New Brunswick was closed on Thursday, and it looks like they’ll all be closed again on Friday.

— I should probably say something like, “I’ll never complain about a winter without snow again-” but I’d be lying. I’d rather have snow and a lot of it than have to deal with biting bugs and the threat of alligators in swimming pools year round – 😉 –

— Sigh — Have a good life…. { Schnarr schnarr scharr shnarr schnarr – } —

~~~~~ Namasté anyway —

~~~~~ Jim

 

Monday – January 21st, 2019 – After The Storm –

Monday, January 21st, 2019 —> -14˚C / +7˚F – Getting Dark and the weather app says it’s snowing lightly – { Looks more like dust particles floating around out there } – @ 5:45 pm – Atlantic Time –

web cam window

– This was the web-cam’s shot at 5 pm Sunday, during the storm – as it was getting dark – the interesting stuff on the window was snow hitting and sticking there – plus a weirdly diagonal bit of ice –

— I really don’t know how much snow fell yesterday, or how much the couple hours of ice pellets / { sleet } built up and how much freezing rain added to the mix – but we had a lot of hard packed snow this morning and I didn’t think the snow-blower would have been able to deal with it at all. There might have been a little bit of freshly blown snow on top of the hard packed stuff in the driveway, but the last time I tried to use the snow blower to deal with stuff like this the danged thing wanted to slide up over the stuff and angling it down and pushing really hard took more effort than chopping with a thing that looks like a straightened out hoe and using a shovel to pick up the sliced and diced mess afterwards.

Dog on top of snow on the hill beside our neighbour's house.

– This was today at about 1:30 pm – I didn’t recognize the dog on top of the hill there – Cathi thought it looked like a pug, but I’m pretty sure it had a pointed face and just turned a bit too quickly as the web cam took this shot –

— Cathi worked from home today and we kind of made like a tag – team chopping and shoveling snow – I had to pace myself. When I tried to do too much too quickly at first, I ended up gasping for breath and felt my heart pounding a bit too quickly for comfort – Almost all the men in my family die from heart attacks –

Wellington Court, Fredericton with four foot high snow banks, thanks to the snow plows.

– This is what our road looked like after the plows went by and left us what often looks to me like attempted murder behind. I’m serious, another town south of here has gizmos on their plows that does not leave three feet high and six feet wide hard packed ridges at the end of anyone’s driveways – But the delightful powers that be in this town don’t want to pay anybody one dime more than they can get away with and those gizmos slow the plowing down a bit. –

— I’m glad our neighbour’s car was in a good spot to show you what the snow banks look like.

Driveway snow ridge.

– This is what our driveway looked like from across the street. I could have gotten down a bit closer to the road for a slightly more dramatic shot, I’m still 6’3” tall – haven’t done any shrinking lately – and that ridge is a good three feet high – But only because yesterday we went out into the road and tried to shovel as much of what could have been shot into our driveway away as we could – The banks on our side of the road are easily four and five feet high. –

— Yeah, it’s become a ritual – we go out into the road and shovel as much of the snow on our side of the road above our driveway, up and onto the bank that is already there.

— We did our tag team act yesterday during the storm. Cathi did more than me – I was going to go out and do more and she’d already done what I thought I would have to do – and, as the ice pellets/sleet began to accumulate I didn’t want to go out and shovel that stuff – past experience has taught me that when we know freezing rain is coming, we’re better off leaving the snow there and suffering with the tough heavy clean up afterward than wake up and find about six inches of ice holding our vehicles hostage.

Progress?

– This is my stopping point the second time I went out this morning to shovel. Or I think I might have actually widened the far end of that canyon all the way I measured three feet wide and five feet out toward the road and the canyon wall straight ahead was about eighteen inches high at that point. –

— The first time I went out and shoveled (and carted the garbage can out & left it on top of the ridge there -) I tried to do too much too quickly. Then I really needed to sit down and catch my breath and calm my heart rate down to somewhere near ‘normal’. The second time I realized I probably should have chopped the bits I chopped with the thing that looks like a hoe that somebody bent so it was straight out, a continuation of the handle – the big pieces I picked up with the shovel and carted a few steps and tossed over the four foot high snow banks along our driveway weighed too much and wore me out too quickly.

Cathi and our 2 pm progress.

– Cathi got all bundled up and heavily layered to go out and do some shoveling on her afternoon break from work. This was something like 2:15 pm –

— When I stumbled back inside after my second or third attack on the driveway snow Cathi said something about needing to start the van and warm it up so the ice on the windshield and other windows would be a lot easier to chip through than the half inch or more ice that was there when we started our tag team act. That’s my ice chopper straight ahead middle and my blue plastic shovel, lighter than the one Cathi’s using, and it has a steel blade to help a bit – Cathi wanted to make sure we got a photograph of this – Progress? after I’d been out maybe three times and she’d been out a couple times, during lunch, and now on her break – & with everything being white, it’s not easy to see the real scope of what we’re digging through here.

— I chopped and shoveled through the straight up canyon wall that we’d moved closest to the road in this shot –  I got all the way out to the road after about an hour of pacing myself later – from like 3:30 to 4:30 pm – And left the big chunk where the ice chopper is standing up for later. I think Cathi attacked that after she finished work for the day and shut down her computer, winced and got bundled up and back on the chain gang – figuratively – I’ll go see how much might still need to be done after I finish messing with photos and blogging this fiasco here.

Larry in Easlynne at Sunrise.

– Meanwhile, in the game development world – Laerry monitored the cloud colours and watched the sun rise in Easlynne –

— So, whattaya do when your muscles ache so much you don’t wanna more and you don’t want to fall asleep from exhaustion and leave the whole driveway to your favourite person in the whole wide real world? I tweaked a few things in the virtual game world that I really hope might actually go live on line some day before my brain turns to something like the consistency of dried up sea weed – { thank you Tom Wolfe }.

- Laerry guarding the road.

– Laerry spent a lot of time guarding the Easlynne to Ursanya Road, and got rid of his smelly old bandana. –

— Rachel created this character so she could be on line with her husband. After she spent hours tweaking his appearance and saved him she thought she’d done a fantastic job, but some of the tweaks hadn’t finished rendering and when she showed her hubby what she’d done, she discovered Laerry here had become a blond surfer dude – and she liked the character and didn’t have the heart to kill him off and start over, so she tried again and we think she’s happier with the character  she ‘rolled’ the second time. { After her hubby, then boy-friend had chosen an almost stock forest elf character with ears that stuck out about eight inches from his head, at least, to be his avatar of choice. } And, after this account reverted to me again, she told me I could dye his hair red if I wanted to – and said she and her real life husband are back on her father’s and her own account – so he’s mine to mess with? That sounds awful – but anyway, between trips out into the cold world of hard packed snow shoveling, I tossed the bandana he’d been wearing for six months and lost the double chin that was one of the quirks that Rachel never wanted in the first place. The trouble is, except for the ears, this looks like the avatar that Rachel’s father, Doug, worked on to give me an icon for some of our blogs. Then he erased me and worked on something else. From this angle, this guy looks like the best version of what I imagined I would look like, if I was younger and probably a lot more healthy looking – and ‘buff’ – and – we dyed his ranger shirt blue after I took this screen shot, but I wanted to finish blogging here and –

Sunday. Storm. Web Cam shot

– This was at about 1:30 pm yesterday, at the height of the storm. –

— When I see a near white out on the web cam and try to capture that – the camera takes a few seconds to click and the wind blows the snow the other way and it looks like ‘nothin’s happenin here-” — Schnarr —

— Have I done enough damage for now?

~~~~~ Jim