I’m sorry for the delay in posting the music. It started snowing, and I needed a few groceries so I went out before the roads got worse. I did treat myself well as I bought some forsythias so I can have a bit of spring and a whoopie pie. Chocolate even makes snow bearable.
“As her fate, she accepted the world of ice, shining, shimmering, dead; she resigned herself to the triumph of glaciers and the death of the world.”Posted February 26, 2015 by katry
Tags: cloudy and cold, crossing the tundra, crusted snow top, dragging myself along, flares and screams, hard, icy snow tops, one leg swallowed by snow, Sherba
I will spare you a weather update. Just check any of reports from the last few weeks with one or two sunny exceptions, and you’ll know the sort of day we’re stuck with yet again.
Yesterday I needed to retrieve the Peace Corps flag from where I had left it leaning against the front fence because I’m using it at an event. Mounds of snow measured in feet were between me and the flag, but I was dauntless. I started slowly and gingerly walking on the crusted, hard snow top, and it was holding until all of a sudden one of my legs was swallowed up to the hip. I was right beside the fence. I only knew this because I could see the tips of the pickets. I stood there a minute planning. I couldn’t lift my leg out. I had nothing to hold on to so I couldn’t brace myself. My other leg was free but not upright but rather in a sort of kneeling stance to compensate for the height distance between it and the leg buried so deeply. I then got an idea having nothing to do with flares or screams for help. I used the tops of the pickets to pull myself across the snow top. I was mostly lying down. I was also getting soaked. Finally, though, I freed my leg and could stand upright again. I grabbed the flag, crossed the frozen snow tops and made it back to the path with no more mishaps.
My successful return has made me brave enough to try to get to the bird feeders off the deck. I’ll cross the frozen tundra carrying my ice pick and the rest of my gear. I’m also bringing a Sherpa.