Showing posts with label Season of Freezing to Death. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Season of Freezing to Death. Show all posts

Monday, December 22, 2008

Trapped

Eighteen inches have fallen with snow continuing. We're trapped with no way out. The specter of boredom hangs heavily upon us all and I fear that the children may go mad. I find myself muttering continually as I stare out the window, "When will this madness end?"

I never thought I'd pray for rain. LOL!

Christmas is nearly upon us and I wonder what sort of day it will be. We've been invited to dinner with friends, but all things hinge upon the weather. I've taken a prime rib from the freezer...just in case. There are a few more things I would like to purchase for the stockings, not to mention we are nearly out of bread, eggs, milk, and dog food. I think Girl is having withdrawls from Starbucks and Boy hasn't spent this much time at home since before he left for the internship.

We've baked cookies, made soup, played board games, and watched movies. Books are being read, poems & songs written, cross-stitched worked, yet we all long for a break in the weather.



Whose warmer? This was taken yesterday




Icicle, also taken yesterday




Taken this morning. If you scroll down to yesterday's post you'll see the difference in snow depth today



Our jaunt to the barn to feed the cows. Once again,
Beloved broke the path for me

Saturday, December 20, 2008

Oh, The Weather Outside is Frightful...

EDIT: WE JUST MEASURED 12.5 INCHES OF SNOW AND THE FREEZING RAIN/ICE HAS ARRIVED.




The storm of 2004 left us with just over 9 inches of snow at our house. I remember it because it was so deep that I didn’t go anywhere for over a week. This week has been similar week, in that I only made it in to work once this week. I was scheduled to work today as well.

Instead I’ve been watching it do this:



I set the alarm for 5:15, took my shower, and got ready for work. I peeked outside and it was snowing lightly; we had about an inch. At 6:00 am Beloved went down to start the car, telling me he’d wait for me down the road where our car is parked (because we still can’t get up our driveway). Moments later he opened the door and said, “We’d better walk down together. It’s much worse than it was yesterday morning.”

It all ended with a couple of conversations with my boss telling me, “I don’t want you to risk coming down. I’ll call someone else.”

All morning the snow has fallen and the news forecast tells us the worst of the storm is yet to come. As I’ve watched at my window the last few days, I’ve noticed that our winter birds are out and about searching for food.

So of course yesterday, I purchased some wild bird seed. They’ve been so forlorn, perched on the dog’s dish, looking for leftovers. Our usually mild winters mean that many different types of birds hang around without much care. In this weather, one can’t help but feel sorry for these feathered friends left out in the bitter cold.

One bird we see a great deal of is the Dark-eyed Junco. It’s a familiar winter bird that is easily identified by its dark hood and white outer tail feathers. With dark eyes and pinkish legs, these tiny birds range in size from around 6 inches and feature a wingspan of 7 to 10 inches.

These snowbirds are found in the middle latitudes and appear in most of the northern states. In many states they simply remain year round and do not migrate. Those Juncos that do travel tend to have longer wings for their migration flights. These wee birds, weighing in at a mere ounce, are those we most often see at the bird feeders this time of year.



When I last measured, we had nearly 6 inches of snow, but we expect much more. I’m glad I picked up some wild bird seed for those hungry little birdies! And even though I’ve been trying all morning to get a picture of this beautiful Junko that has been feasting on the goodies I threw out this morning, I’ve had no luck. He’s a bit shy and simply hides in the branches of the Rhododendron outside our door.

Here is a picture I found online



With only a few days left until Christmas, I’m hoping that all this white stuff melts away soon. I love the snow…for about 24-hours. I think the birds and I agree on the fact that we are both ready for some good old fashioned Oregon rain; except then we will experience some major flooding due to the snow melt.

I guess when it rains, it pours!