200 year-old house on 25 rocky acres in high country upstate NY and SO many highbush blueberries!
Monday, December 27, 2010
I fell asleep early last night, reading the Grapes of Wrath (I know that reading in bed has dangers of falling asleep, but I still do it. Go figure.), and woke up to this. To get a sense of scale, the snow is approaching 2 feet on this railing.
In my few waking moments through the night, I thought about shoveling the driveway and getting to work, but realized this morning that that will be impossible. Gotta wait for plow guy to clear the driveway. I waited until the moderately reasonable 7am to call plow guy's house, where his wife says he'll be out - sometime this morning.
It's still snowing. Beautiful, white, fluffy flakes. I didn't think (last Wednesday) to bring my work laptop home, so I'm stuck here, thinking that this is a real snow day. Time to realize that I've done everything I can do for now and relax and enjoy, just like in school. Wonder if I want to go out with the dogs and make some snow angels. More likely I'll make some hot chocolate, put real marshmallows in it, and open the book.