Good morning, world. I’m sitting at the Forever Winter weather station here in Canada. In what can only be described as cruel and unusual punishment, the Snow Monster has unleashed it’s fury yet another time. As I write, 10 inches of heavy snow blankets the ground outside. And it is still coming down. Visibility has been reduced to just beyond the fence, and The Car Guy has been forced to abandon all plans of going to work. Well, he is working, but it is from the seat of the John Deere, pushing snow around the yard in an attempt to find the driveway again.
Before dawn, I braved the cold (well, not really all that cold) and attempted to dig a path from the front door to the Jeep. I had just achieved the front fender, a distance of only about 35 feet, when I felt a little ping in my lower back. In a single moment I went from being an able bodied person, to being an unable one. I retreated to the house, took a couple pain killing capsules, applied a cold pack and collapsed into the comfort of my favourite chair. I will be here for much of the day, should anyone be looking for me.
Jeep Blinking in the Dark
John, of the Deere Family, discussing the weather with The Car Guy