Snow

First Snow of the Year!

The first snow of the year is always exciting.  I get up a couple of times during the night just to watch it come down.  Snow means a walk up the hill with the dogs and hot toddies by the wood stove.


However a couple of years ago, the snow did not stop.  It just kept coming.  For 14 days it fell.  28 inches of snow.  For us that is an incredible monster snow storm. Temperatures dipped into the low teens every night.  All this meant that we had no water, no electricity or phone for a very long week. We cooked on the wood stove, melted snow on the wood stove, and huddled by the wood stove.  We kept candles lit in the pump house to keep the pipes from freezing.  Our generator kept breaking down, and the roads into town were impassable.


Now if you live in the midwest, Cordova, or Connecticut, this might not be a big deal, but out here, we simply are not prepared for snow that deep or temperatures so low. 


Because this is National Poetry Month and because we got our first snow yesterday, here is the "snow poetry" written during that Oregon storm.

Snow mini poems

-1-

Three days in a row

Snow

-2-

All white

What a sight!

-3-

Heat

Neat

-4-

Seven days in a row

Snow

-5

Water gone

No john

-6-

Ice

Not Nice.

-7-

Ten days in a row

Snow

-8-

Pipes freeze

Oh jeez!

-9-

Birds can’t fly

Die.

-10-

Generator won’t start

Tear it apart

-11-

Truck stuck

Ahh f_ck

-12-

Eleven days in a row

Help, marriage is on the rocks, he smells like diesel, she just smells, melting snow is no fun, shoveling snow is a drag, almost out of candles, gas is low, out of birdseed, barn cat has disappeared, steps are icey, can’t make it out of here……HELP!

May all your snow be enjoyable (and temporary)!