Snow Day for a Retiree!

The wooden deck had a thin coating of ice, so I suspected the road might be slippery. It was. I saw tire tracks in front of neighbor Joyce’s house and made a mental note to take a photo on the way back. I walked on the side, mostly on gravel or grass, to the big bend. That’s about half way to the stop sign. I got up the steep little hill and told myself I was crazy. Gingerly I picked my way across the road and headed home. It was dangerous out there! In talking with Shawn later, we figured those tracks might have been made by Bob’s truck as he took Logan to school. Public schools were closed, but his charter school was not. Here is the photo of the tire tracks looking downhill.

Joyce’s message was already on my phone. She wrote, “Morning, be careful walking! Schools are closed due to black ice! My school is closed, too.”

I replied, “I WAS careful and have just come in to tell you that it is treacherous right now.”

The woman, who was due to come at that time, asked to postpone cleaning for a week. Suited me! After a quick shower I called daughter Lise, who was watching snow fall after dark in Copenhagen. She showed me snow outside her window, and I discovered it was snowing here, as well. I aimed the iPad outside the window as we chatted. At times the wind would blow hard enough to make the snowflakes skid across the deck. My video, now discarded, did not show that action.

We talked for hours and had a meal together – breakfast for me and supper for her. Later she took a photo of Kacey and me to post on my frame. She is in an upper corner.

When Lise went to bed, I continued watching the snow while sitting at my computer. It began to stick as the sun went down. I hadn’t expected ANY snow today, so my White Day was a wonderful surprise.

Walking in the Cold

It was 7 F (-13.889 C) when I went out to walk just before the sun rose over the mountain. Rime ice had formed on all the trees at the top. Having not grown up with rime ice, I am fascinated by it and love to look at it.

I turned around and went home when I came to a long stretch of ice. Nearly all roads were clear in the area, but not this bit. I would have had to pick my way carefully and didn’t think it was wise.

The day was warming quickly. Four hours later the temperature had risen to 27 F (-2.778 C). I can’t say the house felt any warmer. I hope all of you are staying warm.

Locked Out!

I was shocked to find the garage door locked when I came back from walking. Normally I am very aware of NOT locking it as I leave. Grandson David and Kacey were inside, sound asleep, and I knew I had tricked myself. Although David’s phone never rings, only vibrates, I tried calling him. No answer.

Neighbor Shawn answered her phone cheerily, and I asked, “Are you home?”

Thank heavens the answer was yes. “May I borrow my key? I’ve locked myself out.”

She offered for Logan to bring it over, but I was dressed for the weather and already outside. I wouldn’t have wanted to stay out long, because it was 29 F (-1.667 C) when I left the house and 25 F (-3.889) when I came inside.

Not knowing I was locked out, I enjoyed looking for another tiny flower arrangement. This one was a little to the left of the one taken the day before, and I added my thumb for a size comparison. There are little bits of ice, leftovers from yesterday’s snow.

Tiny Floral Arrangement

My eye was caught by a travel mug and its top by the side of the road. It looked as if they could have fallen off a moving car. Picking up the pair, I put them on the retaining wall. The mug reminded me of one I’d gotten at Aldi’s, but then I saw the logo. It was a Yeti! I had plans for it if no one picked it up in a week. It was gone the very next day!

As I arranged the mug and top where they could be seen easily, I noticed tiny plants with red blooms in the crevice.

This display below was about as wide as the width of a small hand. I’ve never seen blooms that tiny. Really amazing! Too bad I didn’t have a coin to put there to show its size.

Ice Tapping with Logan

Neighbor Logan (13) and I hadn’t planned to walk together, but he came out of his house as I reached the end of my driveway. There were oodles of small, icy puddles to delight our ears. I didn’t realize there were several techniques until I saw the videos of Logan’s footwork. In this one he explored with his whole foot, used his toe, did some twists, and ended with his heel.

A longer stretch of ice gave him scope for moon walking and running in place. Together, we stepped on EVERY puddle on the road. We each did some and shared a few.

Logan didn’t miss a thing. He commented on one puddle that had more esthetic appeal than all the others. We put that in the art category.

We decided at the stop sign that we would go all the way to the creek. As we crossed the highway, there was not a moving vehicle in sight both coming and going. I think that is the first time that has happened to me. We spotted Lise walking Rosie near the firehouse, and she turned around and went back to the creek with us. What fun it was to have a group! We took photos of each other to record the event and headed home.

Art in the Ditch

Rain and cold weather produced this almost Heart Art in Cindy and Jim’s ditch near the stop sign.

The second day more air had spread under the ice.

Because the ditch is too deep, I would not step down to hear what a shattering sound it would make if tapped with a foot. That is a childish habit I have that still brings me great joy. I didn’t have this yearning when I was young, probably because we rarely had icy puddles where I might have walked in Tennessee. It’s got to be a second childhood experience. I’m qualified.

Weather from East to Northeast

January 10 was a day for weather in the United States, as reported by relatives. All kinds of things swept the country.

In North Carolina brother Bob and Beth had a geyser at the street, runoff from their gutters in Winston Salem.

Nathaniel took a photo of flooding in Charlotte, NC.

My neighbors had water flowing through their French drain, still going today — 48 hours after the rain stopped.

Daughter Kate and Michael had downed limbs in their yard after a wind/rain storm in New Jersey.

I would have chosen Rose and John’s snow in Washington state. They celebrated by hiking in it.

I’m happy that none of us experienced tornadoes. I heard four touched down in Florida, as well as numerous other reports of twisters in other states. We have many things to be thankful for.

Logan Missed Some Fun

Neighbor Logan knew the evening before that he would have a delayed opening for school. He suggested we walk at my usual time, and if we were still walking, his mom or dad would pick him up to take him on to school. Sounded like a fine plan to me. It had begun to snow when I went to bed, but I didn’t expect much to happen. Much to my surprise, I woke to find snow on the ground before the sun rose. It was only a dusting, but it would still make the walk exciting for me.

I left my house at the appointed time, but all seemed quiet across the street. I walked up and down once in front of Logan’s house and tested the flagstone walkway. It wasn’t icy. I might have gone to the front door if there hadn’t been snow covering the steps. Not going to chance that! Instead, I used one finger to leave Logan a message, writing upside down. Can you read it?

I turned the camera around to get a clear picture of it and went on to walk by myself.

First stop was a neighbor’s French drain, chugging out water from behind the house. The rain had stopped the day before, but the ground was saturated. It fascinates me that the water will continue for a long time.

The water from the French drain runs in a ditch and empties into the first little stream I come to. The stream had been low for months, but it was running well.

I chatted with Lisa near the stop sign. She and dog Rosie had walked to the creek, and she walked beside the pavement up the steep hill because it was icy.

When I came home, there was still no sign of Logan. I had changed the shower curtain before leaving the house, and now it was time to use it. It says, “There SNOW place like home.” The photo shows that the snow woman on the left had stuck her toe out to see if the floor was warm. I’ve bought a new curtain about every other year and now have a nice collection. What I discovered is that I’d rather decorate my bathroom for the season than put candles in windows or hang a wreath on the door. Silly, but fun for me.

Looking across the street, I could see that the sun had not yet melted the snow on the steps. I texted Shawn to see if Logan had seen his message. He hadn’t, and I suspect it melted before he was out on the porch. I had fun writing it, anyway, and there will be other times to walk.

A New Spelling for Clyde

The town next to me is Clyde, a name that John and I had fun with. He said he wanted to find a house there so he could tell people we lived in Cliiiiide, said with a made-up mountain accent. I laughed every time.

Today a lost dog parked itself on a porch two streets away. The house owner checked with her neighbor, who in turn contacted Shawn on our street and included two photos. Shawn spread the word to us. D. must have dictated her reply, because she suggested someone call a humane society in COLLIDE. I love it! I’m dying to tell someone I’m going to (run into) Collide for lunch.

Less than an hour later word came that the dog belongs to the man who owns the fruit/vegetable stand near the creek. The man is very personable. He talked to John and me a long time one day. The two men talked about traffic on Long Island. He grew trees here and drove them to a nursery in Southampton. It pleases me to think Waynesville trees are growing in an extremely rich area of Long Island.

A New Year Begins the German Way

After waking up in 2024, I was sitting on the edge of my bed intending to look at messages on the phone. My bed was probably made on a farm in West Tennessee in the 1800’s, so it is quite tall. I was sitting about waist high. During the night the mattress topper must have shifted. With little warning, I slipped off the bed, landing on my feet. Ah ha!!! I literally did it the German way for the first time!! Friend Gerhard has always translated his new year’s greeting as “sliding into the new year.” I did it for real!!